Just found in an office stack, a Christmas gift from some years ago. Just as I was bemoaning the lack of a good propelling pencil. Someone – I suspect the mother in law – decided at some point that I needed a golden personalised pen and pencil, and who am I to argue. I mean, it encourages writerly mania to inscribe one’s words with a golden stylus. But the words inscribed in the office notebook are “remember to buy toilet paper” and “you have to clean the cat litter trays on Wednesday night.”