Like butter baby, like butter

I went to the shops today and bought.....some nice new pens to write my new diary with.

Chef bought me this beautiful, soft leather Filofax for my birthday in November and I've been waiting until the New Year to crack it open. Since a ballpoint just simply wouldn't do I then decided to wait until I managed to purchase myself a new pen that would better do it justice.

I don't mind telling you that I'm in a shear state of bliss as I caress the buttery leather while the ink flows softly on to the page.