« Three Frenchmen |
| Les Sapeurs-Pompiers de Paris »
Last week I stopped by the bookshop at the BnF on Rue
Richelieu and bought myself this.
It is a pencil box made of old rulers, filled with the older
types of pencils the BnF used to sell.
Because I am a complete research geek, I love this kind of
stuff. This makes me soooo happy.
Posted at 12:07 AM | Permalink
You can follow this conversation by subscribing to the comment feed for this post.
Oh, oh, oh what fun! I can remember those from when I was first at school. They made a horrible noise when they hit the wooden floors, much to our delight. I gave everyone in the staffroom boxes of staples as a parting gift (Hod the Troll refused to restock and no one had any left. We were taking them out of our staplers to share) and they were all estactic. Teachers understand your addiction.
Flamingo Dancer |
Monday, June 28, 2010 at 03:36 PM
I know, and at 5 euros, a cheap addiction!
Pearl in Paris |
Monday, June 28, 2010 at 11:54 PM
The comments to this entry are closed.