Why Do We Have So Many Pens & Pencils?


How many times in a day do you hold a pen or pencil in your hand?

Despite all the technology at our disposal, we still need to write, even if it’s just a jot, or a note, or a quick list or a phone number. 

In our home, I guess we have hundreds of pens and pencils. 

Some we have bought, like the beautiful set of Derwent coloured pencils with the initials “MnR” inscribed in gold. 

Some we have picked up in hotels, or banks, or doctors’ surgeries, or have received, unsolicited, in the mail from fundraisers. 

From time to time we will rummage in the various containers – small bins, pots, pen holders, pencil cases – and try out every pen, and chuck out the ones which have dried out, and put aside the pencils for sharpening. 

I am handwriting this at Yealand Conyers in England – Mary will type it – with a Columbia Exam clutch pencil. 

The leads are a nice soft 2B, and are rectangular, 1.2mm x .6mm. 

They are marketed as “exam” pencils, for marking multiple-choice answer sheets! 

I have a second one immediately to hand, along with a red Schwan Stabilo fine point marker for correcting Mary’s typed output, a black-ink biro from www.cats.org.uk and a black-ink biro labelled Nestle. 

There is also a green Faber-Castell re-chargeable super fluorescent text-liner (green) and a smaller fluro-pen labelled only “MS Contin” (Morphine Sulfate): it must be a hang-over from Mary’s hospital days: it’s amazing that it still works … oh, and a pair of scissors, and a glue-stick, for good old fashioned cutting and pasting. 

Elsewhere on the table on which we are working, and in our bag of bits, and spread throughout our bags and luggage are probably another 50 or so “writing implements”. 

Without pens, surely we would be lost!


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Lost your pen = no pen
no pen = no notes
no notes = no study
no study = fail
fail = no diploma
no diploma = no work
no work = no money
no money = no food
no food = you get skinny
skinny = then you get ugly
ugly = no lover
no lover = no marriage
no marriage = no children
no children = alone alone = depression
depression = sickness
sickness = death

Lesson: Don’t lose your pen.

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