Tales of a Manchester based Sewing Shop

Category: Roy’s Thoughts

Roy Bamber

Penny Farthing

A small part of our machine demonstration showroom contains a selection of the worlds top dozen overlockers. They are superb machines, some with auto looper threaders, and all chosen by us as the markets best buys. Seeing them each day takes me back a few years to when there were factories in Britain that made […]

Vera Jollie

Vera Jollie

My 5 year old Grand-Daughter recently asked me how I started in sewing machines. So I told her. I left school at 14 in February, 1945. Got a job at 30 Bob (£1.50) for a 56 hour week assisting the mechanic in a sewing factory in Salfords Dockland. I got on well learning the trade […]

Dad’s Super 7

Dad’s Super 7

The Myford ML 7 lathe you can see in our workshop, I got in payment for servicing lots of sewing machines for a local school. I made the heavy wooden stand for it and stripped the whole lathe, cleaned it all up and painted it blue. I used it for years, mostly making parts for […]

Fair Do’s

Fair Do’s

A middle aged Yorkshire couple came in the shop the other day – I’d seen their Land Rover on our car park camera monitor. “Reet lad,” he said, “I want a good machine for t’wife.” I walked around her and said, “Well she seems a fair swop – but can she cook?” “Oh, fairley,” he […]

Roy Bamber

My First Bernina

I’ll never forget the first Bernina machine I came across in 1958. It was a model 600 brought to me for repair at the small shop I had then, about 200 yards from our present much larger store. I was already selling Viking, Necchi, Novum and my own branded Bamber machines. As a mechanic I […]

Quiet Day on Regent Road

Quiet Day on Regent Road

I remember a quiet day in my Regent Road shop Salford in the sixties. It was raining heavily and I noticed an old lady who’d been standing at the bus stop was now coming in the shop. She asked for a demonstration, and I showed her several different models. She liked the Novum Mark 10, […]

Still Got Gas in the Tank

Still Got Gas in the Tank

About 10 years ago Dad (Steve and I call him RB) needed a heart bypass. RB being RB, it ended up being a quadruple bypass – he never does anything in half measures. A bit like his telephone conversations really, which as some of you will know can last a day. After his 79th birthday […]

Errand Boy

Errand Boy

Outside a Butcher’s shop about 50 yards from our store, there’s an old Butchers boys delivery bicycle. Takes me back to when I was 12 and worked after school, and all day Saturdays, delivering peoples grocery orders on such a bike. The firm was called Scholes, and it annoyed Wetherfields and other grocers by displaying […]