End of an era
My fountain pen has developed a leak. This is the cause of some concern, as well as some ink-stained fingers. With brown ink, no less. I suppose I should be thankful it's not green.
Anyway, I'm actually quite sad to think that this might be the end of the line for my little red and silver Platinum pen - little is not just a term of endearment here, it's actually only 4 inches long. That would be quite a shame, I've had it for years and it originally belonged to my mother. I'm not even sure at what age I acquired it or why, but I know that it's a fabulous pen, and such a smooth writer too. I even love the fact that it doesn't take cartridges, it has a bulb in it that I have to fill from a jar of ink. I feel that even considering going out to get a replacement is akin to being unfaithful to its memory. I'd certainly go for another Platinum though, it says a lot for the brand that this one has lasted this long. I mean it must be older than I am.
I know one thing though, any new pen I get will have to be able to be filled from a jar of ink. I'm sure my little pen wouldn't want it any other way.
Talking of things lasting though, last night I ate the last of the graham crackers I brought back with me. From San Francisco. In March. What can I say, I find it hard to let go of things!
Anyway, I'm actually quite sad to think that this might be the end of the line for my little red and silver Platinum pen - little is not just a term of endearment here, it's actually only 4 inches long. That would be quite a shame, I've had it for years and it originally belonged to my mother. I'm not even sure at what age I acquired it or why, but I know that it's a fabulous pen, and such a smooth writer too. I even love the fact that it doesn't take cartridges, it has a bulb in it that I have to fill from a jar of ink. I feel that even considering going out to get a replacement is akin to being unfaithful to its memory. I'd certainly go for another Platinum though, it says a lot for the brand that this one has lasted this long. I mean it must be older than I am.
I know one thing though, any new pen I get will have to be able to be filled from a jar of ink. I'm sure my little pen wouldn't want it any other way.
Talking of things lasting though, last night I ate the last of the graham crackers I brought back with me. From San Francisco. In March. What can I say, I find it hard to let go of things!