Morning ride with Helen T and Caelan. A brisk walk with lots of talk. Poor C has her head full of misrepresentation in an article by the Mail . We did warn her .
Afternoon of clear out - the pen box. I felt the joy at chucking out so many that didn’t work and then came across these two. I wrote a lot with ink pens at school, maybe I read too much Dickens as a young adult ??!! I still have a bottle of ink as you do, so filled them up and discovered it’s still a pleasure , a mix of how it flows , the size and the weight of the pen . Lovely jubbly. My inky fingers gave me away .