Stationary Porn

I don't know what happened to me as a kid, but now, at the age of 27 stationary fills me with the sort of eager excitement of a virgin at her High School Prom! It's almost an addiction! Sharpies, Steadler Pencils, Note Pads... 


My writing is now almost exclusively done on my laptop, so my Stationary Porn has migrated... upped its game... now I'm into the hard stuff - Craft equipment! Coloured card, Glue Dots... they all get me a little bit hot under the cover! Unfortunately due to my current confinement, the financial situation is pretty bad, and so I'm reduced to pound shop fake Sharpies and cheap Silver and Gold pens! 


I can remember the taste of the pencils as I chewed them, deep in thought over a math question or creative writing story. I can remember the satisfaction of sharpening a pencil or even better, a coloured pencil, using the mechanical sharpener on Miss Burton's desk. She was my favourite teacher and I loved her. I was seven and she was always so encouraging, even when my puppet "Dolly Daydreamer"came out looking more like Fungus the Bogeyman... I do believe it was right there in her Top Infants class (now known as Year 2), that my addiction began!


I'm thoroughly enjoying getting lost in stationary though, even the cheap stuff! The cards are coming thick and fast, and I'm well on the way to a well planned and stress free Christmas!

Comments

  1. Is it possible you mean Stationery Porn? Stationary Porn is Ron Jeremy jiggling his giblets under the influence of the Pause button, a mental image which fills us all with nausea. LOVED your latest post (What a difference a year makes) by the way; infectiously cheerful. It's our first Christmas together too; really looking forward to it. Peace out, Richard

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