The first apron that came to mind was a green and white gingham apron that I made while I attended Jennings Public School. The girls spent many weeks making the aprons after making several preparatory obligatory samples. We had to cross-stitch the pleats into place and then cross-stitch several flowers onto the material and I can still remember how particular I was while sewing. I wanted it to be perfect! Of course, while the girls were making aprons the boys were in another room. What they were making, I can't remember, but I do have recollections of them basket weaving at some stage.
I was very proud of this apron but never wore it as I considered it was too precious. After a search in my camphor chest I found my apron, still in pristine condition after 40 years (Was it really that long ago?)
|Apron made by Sharon Moore at Jennings Public School, 1970 or 1971.|
The next memory I have is not of an apron I can ever remember seeing, and probably wouldn't wanted to have seen and I certainly would not have wanted to launder it. The memory is of a photograph of my father wearing an apron. He wore an apron every working day for many years, from the age of about 14. After he left school he was employed at Anderson's Meat Packing Company in Wallangarra and became a master boner. He later was promoted to manage the meat works. I have vivid memories from childhood of him sharpening his knives.
|Ron Moore, Anderson's Meat Packing Company, Wallangarra early 1950s.|
Thanks, MyHeritage for the tweet and emissourian for the article which has revived memories of two very different aprons, both with special memories.