A WOMAN who enjoys stationery as an abstract, decorative concept has been disgusted to see it being used for its assigned purpose.
Publishing editor Emma Bradford, who regularly treats herself to a new notebook with vellum pages and places it on view with the others, was sickened when she saw a friend brazenly crack the spine of a journal then deface it with handwriting.
She said: “Why? When those pages were all lovely and blank?
“Next she’ll start carrying it around with her, using it willy-nilly, getting its pages all crinkled and bent like a common slut. My notepads stay at home, safe from the horrors of callous biros.
“That book could have been anything. A wellness journal, a travel diary, a novel or a screenplay or just a list of things to be grateful for, written in lovely script with a fountain pen. Now it’s apparently noting down songs she likes, no better than a phone.
“Does she know how many notebooks I’ve had to throw away because I foolishly wrote something on the first few pages and ruined it? They should be kept virgin and beautiful.”
Friend Francesca Johnson said: “Also, I scuff up the edge of rubbers by using them and sit on decorative cushions. Watch out, motherf**kers.”
