Mary asked how many machines do you have? I want to know what machine do you wish for.
I lust after a treadle in a pretty cabinet. Not likely to ever run across one of those.
I also wish for an old Kenmore like the one MSM had when I was growing up. I know nothing about it except that it was a Kenmore, was top of the line in its day, was a wedding gift, was a weird green color, had a nice cabinet, and used cams. MSM taught me to sew on it when I was about 12.
Toward the end, she hated it. I think mainly because it was difficult to get the tension adjusted. That, I believe, was mainly due to my brother trying to take it apart and put it back together too many times. We weren't supposed to touch it, but.... DB was quite the scamp for awhile. He took the screws out of everything. There was a period when he was about 5 or 6 when ever doorknob you grabbed was liable to fall apart right into your hand.
Maureen