pin-cushion

Then she fell to backing away and sneezing, her nose bristling with quills like a monstrous pin-cushion.

The Lair 2010

She always wore a square white neckerchief pinned down in front, tight sleeves reaching only to the elbow, with black silk mittens on her hands and arms; a full skirt with huge pockets, and at her waist a silver chain, from which hung her pin-cushion and scissors and a peculiarly bright bunch of keys.

History of American Women Maggiemac 2009

And I have never been asked that question while using the pin-cushion, it's just such an ordinary tool for the sewing table.

Pincushion-in-the-box a stitch in time 2009

And I have never been asked that question while using the pin-cushion, it's just such an ordinary tool for the sewing table.

Archive 2009-09-01 a stitch in time 2009

Britons/Brits always hated the notion of being a large aircraft carrier for the US military - but now, it seems, the UK is fast becoming a pin-cushion for the EU.

Plaid Pigeons Flying Home Glyn Davies 2008

They are generally those dyspeptic ladies and gentlemen who eat unheard-of quantities of hot corn bread (almost as good for the digestion as a kneaded pin-cushion), for breakfast, and for supper.

American Notes for General Circulation 2007

‘My fingers be as full of thorns as an old pin-cushion is of pins.’

Wessex Tales 2006

We never could have a room at a hotel at night we looked so young, so once we filled an empty suit case with the telephone directory and spoons and a pin-cushion at The Manhattan—I was romanticly attached to Townsend and he went away to Tahatii—and there were your episodes of Gene Bankhead and Miriam.

A Life in Letters F. SCOTT FITZGERALD 1994

We never could have a room at a hotel at night we looked so young, so once we filled an empty suit case with the telephone directory and spoons and a pin-cushion at The Manhattan—I was romanticly attached to Townsend and he went away to Tahatii—and there were your episodes of Gene Bankhead and Miriam.

A Life in Letters F. SCOTT FITZGERALD 1994

She could see quite well the pegs in the old painted linen-press on which she hung her hat and gown; she could see the head of every pin on her red cloth pin-cushion; she could see a reflection of herself in the old - fashioned looking-glass, quite as distinct as was needful, considering that she had only to brush her hair and put on her night-cap.

Adam Bede 2004