Where in this green and pleasant land is my favourite, can’t-write-without White Lamy Medium Nib FOUNTAIN PEN???
The trouble with de-cluttering one’s house is that there are no hiding places. That didn’t stop me, though, did it? Oh no. I searched everywhere. The whole house from top to bottom; every item of clothing with pockets; I even took the sitting room sofas and armchair to pieces. Interestingly – give me a break; the most interesting thing in my life today is the whereabouts of a pen – I found four 20ps. One in the three seater, one in the armchair, and two in the two seater. No pen.
Now I had the furniture in bits I had to clean it. Out came the G-tech hand-held, blessedly cordless, vacuum cleaner, and I went all Snow White on their asses. Cursing rather than whistling.
Now, here I sit. Fuming and Penless. Little does it realise that have called its bluff. I’ve ordered another one. I’ve paid extra for it to be delivered tomorrow. I might have to explain that when the CC statement comes in. The point is, my pen done wrong. I’ll teach it to go off on an adventure without me.