My wacky Mending at the Market scheme has been quite a success. I have fixed shoes, repaired pockets, restored a cashmere sweater, altered a suit and am looking forward to mending Morgan's vintage punk rock jacket.
Better yet, my insidious scheme of increasing people's awareness of the possibility of fixing something instead of throwing it out seems to be working. People stop to chat and invariably tell me about something they have, that they love and want to fix. They tell me stories about the old sewing machines they remember, or confide that they always hated sewing. Little kids stare at the machine with fascinated eyes. Even a person who had a pretty major disagreement with me says he will bring his favourite old jeans next weeks for me to see if they can be salvaged.
Mending! Who'd a thunk it?