A little goodness plopped through my letterbox this week, in the form of some wonderful postcards from Syko.
There is something special and unique about the things Kajsa makes - I think it's the sense of joyfulness. Even her raindrops are multicoloured. They have been brightening my desk this week and I will have to be careful, or there they will stay for good.
Hoarding stationary is one of my little weirdnesses. When I was 9, I went off to boarding school and part of our Sunday afternoons were set aside for writing letters home. I became the proud owner of a red leather writing case and a fistful of airletters, but these were soon abandoned in favour of a newly discovered currency - stationery.
There was an active black market in swapped fancy notepaper and envelopes. It wasn't so much using the sets as acquiring them and knowing the relative trading value of each design. Anything with a scratch and sniff sticker, pretty much guaranteed you the trade of your choice. Although I do remember getting landed with a pickled onion one once, which was eye wateringly realistic and proved to be impossible to offload.
The writing case (probably still with a vague vinegary scent) vanished a long while ago now. But I'm not sure the excitement of great stationery, or the difficulty in parting with it, has ever totally left me.