I remember watching my grandmother (who brought us up) sewing on her treadle machine, making us clothes. She began showing me how to sew when I was around 9 or 10 and I loved it. I was sewing simple skirts and tops before my teens and have sewed ever since. The ironing machine was called a mangle. She had one of those too, but I never got to use it. That was back in the day when everything was ironed including the sheets and pillowcases! Oh the good old days. I'd give my eye teeth for that treadle machine that grandma had. Haven't got a clue where it went when we moved from the farm, but I never saw it again.