I come in peace

There's a scene in one of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series in which the humans finally emerge blinking into the sunlight of interplanetary travel to realise they're too late - the universe is coming to an end. It's possible this blog might meet a similar fate. Fountain pens have grown immensely in popularity over the past decade or so - but I have a niggling fear it might just be the Red Giant stage of the hobby's lifecycle, a final grossly distended parody of the long decades in which they were just a normal tool of everyday life, and we're about to meet our end in a supernova of chatoyant acrylics and stacked nibs.

Well, it will still be nice while it lasts. So from now until heat death - here I am.