It is 1911, and Jean is about to join the mass strike at the Singer factory. For her, nothing will be the same again.
Decades later, in Edinburgh, Connie sews coded moments of her life into a notebook, as her mother did before her.
More than 100 years after his grandmother’s sewing machine was made, Fred discovers a treasure trove of documents. His family history is laid out before him in a patchwork of unfamiliar handwriting and colourful seams.
He starts to unpick the secrets of four generations, one stitch at a time.
This was a great story for anyone who enjoys genealogy and a little mystery. The various characters presented in different times keeps the mind piecing together the puzzle of relationships. Centering the story around the Singer factory, the sewing machine and the human building of it was reflective of many factory to consumer products, but especially enjoyable rendition using the sewing machine. I thoroughly enjoyed the book. – Henrietta
I read this book because the name attracted me. I taught myself to sew when I turned seventy and realize the talent that those who sew have. These characters were sewing to make a living and were without the machines we have today or the light on the machines. At times I had a hard time keeping up with who was who but I,m going to re-read a portion. I’m sure I have the connection . Also reading the history of when factory workers were under duress made me appreciate the changes they made for us today. – Jacquelyn J. Roberts
This provides a wonderful history of Singer sewing machines manufactured in Scotland, how they were tested before they were shipped out, and who the women were who worked in that factory. The story about sewing over the years with the same machine is a real connection to my passion of quilt-making. I have multiple vintage Singer machines, and this gives me a connection to the past. I would highly recommend this book to anyone who is interested in sewing or quilting and vintage sewing machines. The story that goes along with the facts is priceless! – Rosie W.