Ken Morris and Jaheda Choudhury both grew up around needles and thread. Ken’s uncle was a tailor who had a shop in Chorlton.
He’d be packed off to be babysat there during the school summer holidays, and he’d watch him all day long with his tailor’s chalk making suits, transfixed. One of his brothers was also a pattern cutter, and his mum was a machinist, so he was raised watching the seemingly effortless work of skilled craftspeople.
Likewise, Jaheda’s mum, like many women of Asian immigrant families, took in bulk sewing jobs at their home in Sheffield to make a living. So she grew up with a full-scale industrial sewing machine in the sitting room.
