Dried Out Pen

It is not often that I get to write with a pen nowadays. Everything here is word processed. no letter written or even cheques signed (they don't do cheques here in Bulgaria.) This afternoon I was asked to add my signature one of my book from an Engish couple who had just bought my book from one of the Yambol bookshops. They recognised my picture on the back and stopped me in the street basically for my autograph - Fame eh! "No problem" I said as I went to get my pen from my male handbag. It hadn't been used for at least six months and as I tried to sign the book, it just wouldn't work. The ink must have all dried up during the hot summer months. It was off to a shop to buy a pen in order to fulfill my obligation as a famous writer and sign the book. Of course this story is now is writing material so not all back luck today.