Pen Tale I bought the Platignum brand English made fountain pen in Melbourne a few months back. It was on special for about $70AU. It was of a burnt umber colour and worked pretty well...medium point. It always takes awhile for the fountain pen nib to conform to the writing angle and style of the writer, but it was getting there. It isn't of such a good quality as the Waterman fountain pen Mrs Fitz bought for me 10 years ago...that still works much better than new...but I didn't wish to keep using the Waterman pen at work in case I lost it. Anyway, the inner sleeve of the top-barrel of the Platignum pen started to come out like a sheath over the nib out whenever you drew the pen from the top-barrel. I am very fond of fixing tiny things. So I put on my magnifying glasses and was using the fantastic fine eye-instruments I had acquired from a now defunct hospital to work out how to fix it...when I lost the pen altogether. Anyway, the pen was re-found and is now fixed. That's all that happened. I don't think there's anything else much to say about my fascination with writing instruments, except I have started to mix Sheafer and Parker calligraphy inks to give the black ink a reddish tinge, or a green tinge to suit the mood.