Or reincarnate it, or something. So, after showing my Mum my first few bags, she runs home and comes back with this.
A big stinky pile of old fabric in a plastic bag and some red fabric in another plastic bag. She had this bag years ago which she really loved. Anyway, it died and in her grief she took its dissected carcass to a fabric store and the lady there helped her buy enough fabric, trim etc to make one the same.
Now, my Mum can't hem something without it falling down within half an hour but she cut a few templates out of newspaper (way too big, I might add) but then panicked and put it away. She has tried unsuccessfully to get several people to do it but they all claimed that they had never made a bag ....
So, a day later.....the Million Hour Bag.
Closed at the top with a drawstring.
The trickiest bit. The bottom.
Haven't shown Mum yet, the highway is cut from flooding rains.