I’m actually quite proud of being a stationery freak

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Am I the only one who gets ever-so slightly excited when entering a stationery store?

At home I have a complete chest of drawers chock-a-block with fancy notepaper, animal-shaped paperclips and every colour Sharpie you could ever want.

I still have a debate with myself sometimes whether it’s okay to spend money on a piece of stationery instead of buy an item of clothing

I have so many notepads I can barely keep up, yet I can still convince myself that I need another.

That’s because no matter how many you own, you never quite seem to have enough.

And don’t get me started on pens. Coloured sparkly ones are my downfall and choosing a new one can take me the best part of a morning.

Each one can alter the way you write, so I like to have an assortment of Biros for every occasion – and you just never know when that calligraphy pen will come in handy after all.

At school, the best thing about returning after the summer holiday break was having new supplies. It was a legitimate excuse to have a splurge in good old Woolworths.

In those days ink pens were all the rage, if somewhat messy. Mine always seemed to end up leaking into my gym bag and ruining my tennis gear.

Perfumed rubbers were highly collectible too. I once gave up my crab paste sarnies and Bovril crisps for a week in order to obtain a much sought-after strawberry shortcake scented eraser.

If you were really posh, you had a silver Papermate pen in a red velvet box. These were guarded with your life and were never lent out to your friends because losing it would simply be the most devastating thing in the world.

Rainbow notepaper also has a special place in my heart and I still have a debate with myself sometimes whether it’s okay to spend money on a piece of stationery instead of buy an item of clothing.

Sure, that sweater would look good but that leather-bound diary would keep me happy. So the answer is nearly always a yes! Somehow it gives me a feeling of productivity.

Actually, I think I’m quite proud of being a stationery freak (she says as she’s just left Paperchase armed with mottled pink Blue Tack, a luminous green hole punch and yet another notebook).