Just past my bedtime and I realised I had not written anything for today. So much for my vow to write something everyday for 3 weeks. But I couldn’t go to sleep for thinking about the way I would be cross at myself for failing………. so here goes, the simple substance of a day.
A special package in the post containing next year’s edition of Sacred Space, together with a new Sheaffer fountain pen. Therein lies a story. I have several fountain pens which I have collected or acquired over the years. One is a slimline Sheaffer – ideal for writing the daily journal; another is a bog-standard Parker – used as a backup for the journal. The third was the standard Sheaffer which I used with violet ink cartridges – it was for my prayer journal……. a sort of holy colour. The original of this last pen simply wore out and refused to function, but as I had a number of packets of violet cartridges I had to replace the pen with a new one. Well that is what I tell myself…….. of course I have to admit that I really do love violet ink. Prayers somehow seem easier with the right ink.
After that early excitement friends of nearly 50 years arrived to spend the day. We had a good time covering all the topics one is supposed to avoid, and also laughed over shared memories. So it was a very different kind of Day Off. Most enjoyable all the same.
By the way, does anyone else have special foibles attached to writing? Or is everyone addicted to their keyboard and screen?