My beloved Corus pen has passed away. I acquired it over two years ago at a careers fair along with a steel pot of mints that was surprisingly hard to open. I’ve used it ever since, tucked in the spiral of my notebook. But finally it has run out of ink.
It’s been everywhere with me on all the adventures described on this blog over the last few years. Jotting down train times, shopping lists, and other tidbits of information. It was leagues above the usual corporate tat that I collect: well constructed with a soft grip and an arty steel twirl at the top. Truly the king of freebie pens. RIP.