Sunday, 27 February 2011

The trials of making a ragged tweed waistcoat!

Whilst on my travels over the weekend, I happened upon a great fabric trader in ye olde town of Eye. The ladies were extremely helpful and understanding that, I, Thadeus Basil-Snapper the Third was devoid in the tweed waistcoats stakes and that something should be done forthwith.
Finding an awesome remnant - no not Mr Munro Tweeder-Harris, but a fine piece of tweed, I proceeded to trawl the establishment for a pattern with which to create a veritable garment of great splendour.
Finding a pattern of worth, I procured the twine, buttons and silk to complete the project.

Awaiting daylight the next day, I arose and brought out the mechanical wonder that is the sewing machine and set to work.
I marked out the shapes from the pattern, but immediately discovered that the pattern, although the correct size for my chest, was a little short in the trunk - being a sequoia of a rambler, I decided to extend the marking out to accomodate my portly stature.

Having cut out the fine material, I set about stitching and creating.

There can be no finer industry and pleasure, than creating ones own garments, whilst smelling the aroma of a good hearty beef stew in the oven with a good slug of red wine in a flagon.

Sew, sew, sew, sew, stitch, stich, ouch, ouch, ooops. Ah!

Finally the garment was taking shape and coming to a finish!

Some judicious ironing to flatten out the seams, pressing the tweed into shape and HUZZAH! my waistcoat was ready!

It is a fine day to have a tweed waistcoat that one made oneself!


  1. Dear Thadeus,

    Bodkins Sir! Is there no end to your talents? This is a thing of wonder - to actually construct ones own garments... why, a thousand thousand Huzzahs to that!

    Munro Tweeder-Harris, Esq. R.S.A.R.

  2. Very nice Thadeus.
    Good high neckline. All you need now is are two pockets - One for mints, the other for notebook and pens.

  3. Note I said both 'is' and 'are'. I like to keep me my options open.

    +Many Coats+

  4. I is are liking chips an that. Nurpit.

  5. Thank you for your kind words, Mr Munro Sir, and I am humbled by so many Huzzahs!

  6. Thadeus Basil-Snapper28 February 2011 at 20:38

    Dear Mr Many Coats,
    I thank you for your fine words. I am indeed procuring some pockets... If only I could find a good pocket shop.
    And may I add, Sir, your liguism knows no bounds!

  7. Or even linguism... Mine are is I not so great as you can probably tell.

  8. My dear Thadeus
    I fear we both owe much to Ronnie Barker!
    +Many Coats+

  9. Your "Ragged Tag Cloud" has disappeared! It would seem that your Ragged Tag Cloud is now your "Ragged Snag Cloud"...

  10. Dear Sequoia,

    In theory, would it be within your power to make a pair of extra large tweed Y-fronts suitable for a gentleman of advanced years?

  11. Colonel Hampton, Sir!
    I trust you are well!
    Indeed, I have a veritable plethora of patterns and indeed grand ideas for tweed underpants! Even some good enough for an audience with the high council of the Rambler's Society!
    Please send measurements and desired material and I shall artisan with all my heart!

  12. Jim'll Fixit2 March 2011 at 21:50

    Dear Anonymous
    Thank you for your play on words. The snag has now been banished to the wastelands that is the place called the bin and all is well.

  13. Dear Mr Many Coats,
    Dang it man! Don't shout so loud that I owe money! They'll all be crawling out of the woods for me dosh!