I was taught sewing at school and it was disastrous. I made half an A line skirt, green with tiny daisies on it, it remained, a screwed up scrumpled halfmade scrap.
I think I was really taught sewing by my mum. She used to sew clothes and then in the eighties discovered quilting. She taught me to create a pattern block using "Metric Pattern Cutting" when I was about sixteen. I loved the freedom of choice sewing gave me. She bought me a secondhand Elna in my twenties and gave it to me with a box of sewing threads in a range of colours.
Also in my everyday life, who can I turn to to mention french seams, ballpoint needles or the latest Colette pattern? If I say my new dress is a Victory Lola, I get blank glassy eyed stares, not a nod of recognition. I think we all like to find like-minded people and through sewing blogging I have. So thanks people... here's to another year of bad photography and hopefully good sewing.