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A history of pens
5 February 2020 03:05 pmI don't think I ever mentioned the tragi-farce before Christmas when I thought I'd finally managed to lose my trusty Parker 25 pen by taking it with me to the butcher's to buy my Christmas joint and finding that I no longer had it the next time I tried to write. (Having lost the manuscript would have been utter tragedy; having lost the pen was merely sad.)
Later on I got out the replacement (with the old lid from the previous pen, since I'd swapped them -- but sadly the 'new' lid had soon become sloppy as well, presumbly due to getting dropped), put in an emergency ink cartridge since the filler had gone with the old pen, took up my umbrella again since it was threatening rain, and sallied out with my manuscript once more. It did rain. And when I put up my umbrella, there was an unexpected tinkling noise on the pavement, and lo and behold, out fell my missing pen! It had somehow or other dropped down into the folds of my half-furled umbrella and become firmly lodged there, probably when I was fiddling with my door-key.( Read more... )
Later on I got out the replacement (with the old lid from the previous pen, since I'd swapped them -- but sadly the 'new' lid had soon become sloppy as well, presumbly due to getting dropped), put in an emergency ink cartridge since the filler had gone with the old pen, took up my umbrella again since it was threatening rain, and sallied out with my manuscript once more. It did rain. And when I put up my umbrella, there was an unexpected tinkling noise on the pavement, and lo and behold, out fell my missing pen! It had somehow or other dropped down into the folds of my half-furled umbrella and become firmly lodged there, probably when I was fiddling with my door-key.( Read more... )
