A few weeks ago I found a great deal on a Bernina 1230 listed on craigslist. I jumped on it! I actually begged and pleaded with Stu to lend me the money and promised to sell my 2nd Bernina 730 and my 731 to cover the cost. I don’t think he believed I was going to sell either of them, and if I did, he didn’t think I’d have enough to pay him back for the new machine, but I proved him wrong, sold them both and paid him back.
The 1230 is in pretty good condition – actually, I’d say great condition. It runs well, has all the accessories and feet it came with originally and physically looks fabu. The only thing it needs is the little pins to attach the extension table (the pins that fit on the table, not the machine – those ones are there). I know this makes no sense unless you have one in front of you – anyway, it’s a $4 part and I’ve already ordered it. So there you go, a complete machine in great condition. It’s computerized and a Bernina and even has 2 different alphabets!
The biggest issue was that someone managed to unload almost a full spool of coral colored thread into the hand wheel area (thread shouldn’t have been anywhere near here anyways!), and ran the machine like that, so the movement of the hand hand wheel melted the thread to the machine. We spent an evening pulling this thread out and unsticking it from the machine, and it’s good as new. But I must say, WTF?!?
I should be on top of the world right? Well, I’m not. I just don’t love it. When I sew with it, it works great, makes beautiful stitches and purrs as it should, but I just don’t feel anything.
I was trying to describe this to Stu last night, and told him I wish I’d kept the 730 and 731, and he told me he wasn’t surprised. He said that the one thing he’s noticed about me is I like my sewing machines to have ‘souls’. Does this sound completely nuts yet? I like the old machines, the ones with history, the ones that hum as they should when you coax them with a little oil, the ones that you talk nicely to and appreciate every minute and every stitch. The ones that someone’s grandmother used to make clothes for the family, the ones with a were made before everything became disposable. Mostly though, I like them to be mechanical.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m a huge technology lover, but in a sewing machine, I’ll stick to my mechanical machines. For now anyways…
I don’t think the Bernina 1230 will be going anywhere in the near future either. Perhaps we just need a little more time together to bond. For now, my Bernina 801 Sport will remain my go-to machine though (wonderfully mechanical). If only I could find an extension table for this one…