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Getting to Know....Peter Koval, Creative Director of Berlin Notebook

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Ink or pencil? Both! I have been collecting pencils for many years now. I bought or got most of them as souvenirs, so while using them, they remind me of a certain place I visited. I really enjoy how they get smaller – it’s a beautiful metaphor for fading memories, isn’t it? – Being transformed into new words or drawings. But I also love to write with fountain pens. They force you to slow down a little bit, to be more attentive. Especially today, when you can’t be fast enough to instantly respond any request, it’s good to hold something more...

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The Night Sky in your Back Pocket (but don't ask where the sun shines)

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This particular pair of notebooks, dedicated to The Night Sky, neatly illustrate the constellations to be seen from north and south hemispheres of the planet. Admittedly Google Sky will do that too, but as the old tag-line has it: forget the app, there's a notebook for that.

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Semi-Retirement

Posted by Stuart Lennon on

Nero is heading for the sun. In less than a month, the CEO and his human servants will be in new Mediterranean quarters.Loggedoff will carry on operating as it always has, Clare and Kaylee will be fulfilling orders, dealing with queries and any and all logistical and service issues from Pocket Notebook Towers, here in Andover. Nero and chief walker, Stuart will set up a new sales and marketing office on Aphrodite’s Isle, Cyprus.Despite his youthful appearance, Nero is a senior citizen. English winters play havoc with his arthritis. The dry mild winters of Cyprus will be much more to...

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Stationery for Hiking

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What stationery to take on the Camino de Santiago in September? I'm in the lucky position of having quite a lot to choose from.

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Being kind to lobsters...

Posted by Scribble Monboddo on

When I got back from testing the Nomads at the beach I was still humming a certain ditty by the B-52s when this beauty popped through the letterbox - and Nero had me in howls of laughter once more...

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