“It is early morning and quiet and strange in the knitting department. The machines have had some nocturnal rest before starting up again. The light is turned on, as is the coffee perculator in the canteen. After a drop of oil, one by one of the knitting-machines are started. The slades work slowly from side to side, stich by stich, row by row. After about half an hour, a whole back, front or sleeve slides down from under the machine, and a new garment from Oleana is on its way”
Text from the book: “Oleana, from dream to fairytale reality”
The first shift in the knitting department starts at 6 a.m. At seven, many others start arriving. Those responsible for assembling the different knitted pieces into a garment, and those cutting and sewing skirts, belts or coats from imported woven cloth which we have purchased. Some are responsible for inspection, some for packing, some for the invoices, some for cleaning, and yet others tend the shop. The threads have to be fastened over the years. Buttons and buttonholes, pressing, and labels to be sewn on. Everyone is hard at work.