The case of the missing foot

It has been one of those days today...

I have been swearing a lot...

First the battery in the smoke detector decided to die at about 3 o'clock this morning... A rude awakening that had me perched on a chair, half asleep trying to lever the thing apart in order to fix it... as it won't shut up until it's replaced....

Then I've been working on my project and broke my hacksaw, couldn't find my set square and now the final straw... my sewing machine is missing its foot...

Everything will be remedied tomorrow, with a trip to the shops to purchase supplies...however today I'm overtired, grumpy, and ratty as hell, with a face like a slapped arse...