Yesterday I fixed up five pens. Today it was eight. These are not large numbers, at least not in comparison with what I was doing before I became ill. The limitation is my legs which get a bit shaky all too soon. Not surprising, I suppose, as between hospital and gradual recovery at home I wasn’t very active, probably for long enough to lose quite a bit of muscle tone and it will take some time and gradual increase in effort to get that back. Nothing particularly spectacular among the pens I’ve been fixing – the usual Swans, Conway Stewarts, Watermans, Parkers and the like that people expect from me. Nice ones among them are a Swan eyedropper (either a 200 or a 1500, memory fails me at the moment) with a flexible broad stub. There’s a lapis lazuli Parker Junior too, and a splendid rose-marbled Kingswood.
Let’s see what tomorrow will bring.
As they say Deb “Inch by inch life’s a cinch: yard by yard life is hard”
Better to go slow.
Philip
I was never one of the most patient people around but now I’m forced to be. No say in the matter.