I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order.
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5 thoughts on “Fountain pen”
‘School Daze’
‘Ink Pens Running Dry
After An Epically
Fought ‘War’; Shirts Instead
Resemble Well Used Blotting
Paper; Much Laundry Ensues.’
They were indeed, especially when armed with between 6 and 8 fountain pens to your foe’s meagre 1 or 2 lol . . . My dear Mum also used to get rather cross . . . 😉
‘School Daze’
‘Ink Pens Running Dry
After An Epically
Fought ‘War’; Shirts Instead
Resemble Well Used Blotting
Paper; Much Laundry Ensues.’
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Oh those ink fights were such great fun, although my mum used to get furious with me. Nice tanka.
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They were indeed, especially when armed with between 6 and 8 fountain pens to your foe’s meagre 1 or 2 lol . . . My dear Mum also used to get rather cross . . . 😉
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The ink flows…. memories flood… Such lovely imagery
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Thank you. I wrote it with an ink pen I had just found. Such a lovely instrument. Down with the biro!
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