a papery dream

You know you’ve become disturbingly obsessed with all things papery and postal when you dream about them. A couple of mornings ago I awoke from a lovely dream that made me feel all happy. A dream about paper!

In my dream I went shopping in a junk shop and was delighted to find two bundles of vintage airmail paper and envelopes. Of course, I was going to buy them immediately. If not sooner! Then after further rummaging I found a battered box that was covered in faded scraps. The box was full of gorgeous writing sets from the 1950’s and 60’s. There were all sorts of lovely paper and envelopes and even some equally vintage fountain pens, still in their boxes. I bought the box-full as well as the airmail bits. When I woke up, I had just gone back home (in my dream) and was gloating over my delicious find.

As my daughter said, “Mum, you’ve got a Johnny Depp calender on the bedroom wall and you dream of writing paper!”. Oh yes fellow paper fans, my name is Eunice and I am a paperholic.