Author Topic: Pens and writing  (Read 3306 times)

stellamaris

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Re: Pens and writing
« Reply #15 on: Mar 19, 2017, 10:49:09 PM »
Hi-de-hi Zoony - I think it is less than a week since I have been here - big improvement.
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zoony

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Re: Pens and writing
« Reply #16 on: Mar 20, 2017, 12:05:05 AM »
Erm..Me, the site or the mood of it?...(Don't think I really need to ask..)
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stellamaris

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Re: Pens and writing
« Reply #17 on: Mar 20, 2017, 11:24:26 AM »
I meant my attendance record zoony.  Your one-liners don't need improvement, they are pretty much at peak and don't show any signs of going down the other side.......... ...Yet.  ;D ;D ;D
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zoony

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Re: Pens and writing
« Reply #18 on: Mar 20, 2017, 11:39:21 AM »
Ah, I see...Hey ho, always good to see you, I guess absinthe makes the heartburn longer..
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Re: Pens and writing
« Reply #19 on: Mar 21, 2017, 07:55:15 PM »
Back in the early fifties and specially for the School Cert exams my mother bought me a beautiful, Waterman fountain pen.  It was grey with gold knib and fittings.  It wrote just as I like a pen to behave, lovely and smooth I recall with a comparatively thin line.  The last day of school before break up for the summer hols, I was leaning over the river bridge in our town and my pen supposedly clipped securely in my blazer top pocket fell out and plunged straight into the deep waters of the river.  Thousands of years hence, some future archeologist sifting through the muddy silt may find my pen and wonder who owned this primitive writing instrument?