The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting colder. You can’t walk into a shop without tripping over Santa and his reindeer and being deafened with the jingle bells music. I know it’s only November but I get the idea the shopkeepers want it to be Christmas.

I look around but I don’t see anything I crave for Christmas. Spirit me back to 1925 or so and I might find something though.

35/- for that SF 530 C. That’s – what, £1.75? Can’t buy a bottle of ink for that now. I know, I know, in real terms it was a lot of money back then and if they were capable of making one, an SF 530 would cost a lot today, but let me dream!

Come to think of it, I’ve never even seen an SF 530.