There’s a hole in the bucket…

I have got that song stuck in my head today. Don’t worry, it could be worse – I had ‘I’m a little teapot’ but to the tune of ‘I’m a lumberjack’ stuck in my head for two whole days last week. I blame the vaccines and the thesis. I’m on round three of vaccines this week and slowly but surely grinding out a ten thousand word essay. People complain about theses. Don’t get me wrong. I do too, but it’s more out of personal dissatisfaction at meeting a daily target than an issue with my topic. I have had two years to write it and here I am, just like I suspected, banging it out in the two weeks before I get married. The few I have admitted this to sigh and tut. To them I say, show me proof that two years of agony over four weeks of concentration makes a better thesis! All going to plan, by the time it is submitted, I will be supine in the shade somewhere watching ghostly waiters eagerly float to bring me an iced drink and not thinking about whether or not my conclusion concludes.

Who wants to read a thesis about a thesis anyway? Here’s a mock-up of a pair of shorts I am planning on bringing to show the waiters.

Yet another pattern from the June issue of Burda. Pattern number 111, I believe. I figured it would be a good introduction into the sewing of pants, since, like a sweater, it’s the fit of the yoke that matters the most. I added an extra centimetre onto the side seams because I wasn’t sure of how much ease had been added in, but it looks like I won’t need it. Otherwise, they fit well.

They have a side zip so I don’t even have to bother with a placket at the front or anything. There are pockets, too. I did think about leaving them out but I just know it would drive me crazy. I do like pockets.

This is my third time putting in pockets and it definitely gets easier each time. The challenge with this project will definitely be the fabric. I went into Murphy Sheehy’s and said, I want a plaid or a check to make some summer shorts. She produced this. It’s actually some sort of kitchen curtain material but it’s the perfect weight for shorts.

Really, all I hear when I look at the fabric is the chink-chink of ice in a glass. Fingers crossed it all lines up.

PS. Mary suggested that I use a side zipper in the top I posted about last to get a better fit… You’re totally right, Mary, only I don’t have a zipper foot yet. In fact, my aunt who gave me the machine is in possession of a positively wonderful-sounding box of attachments for the machine, amongst which lies the zipper foot. I made the executive decision not to retrieve the box until after the wedding because not only might I not finish my thesis, I may not even turn up on the day… (I jest, of course, but would you be willing to take such a risk?)

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