I’ve been making carrier bags this week.
I’ve made quite a lot of bags in my time – have a quick nosey here and here if you like. They’re usually presents, or inspired by some bit of fabric I’ve acquired. I’ll often carry them round proudly for a few months, by which time they’ll be so tatty and over-used and covered in ink stains and grubbiness that they get dismantled and the fabric used for new things.
These, though, are more mundane, functional bags. Nothing fancy, just throw-in-the-handbag bags, bags for when you pop to the shops without meaning to on the way home from the station.
They were pretty easy to make. I opened out a carrier bag, drew round it, and cut it out, and then sewed it together by hand (you don’t have to, obviously, but my hand sewing is appallingly wonky, and I figured it won’t get better unless I do more of it).
Did you spot the not-so-deliberate mistake?
Not much use as a carrier bag if you can’t pick it up. Must learn to think first before sewing.
Hmm, clearly didn’t learn that lesson quickly enough – I’ve sewed the tucks at the bottom the wrong way round.
Got there eventually (although by this point I’d given up on hand sewing and resorted to the machine).
I’m hoping these will do something to tackle the enormous pile of plastic carrier bags that seems to accumulate under our sink, and spills out all over the floor every time I venture under there.
Because really, anything that means less plastic carrier bags in the world has got to be good, I reckon. Especially if it involves sewing, and old bed sheets.