Inked up

Over the past few years, I've become a bit of a fountain pen junkie. The picture is of this week's pens which are inked up and ready for use. Yes, I have a problem, but I could quit at any time - I swear. 

The blurry pen third from the left, or fourth from the front, if you prefer, was a gift from Mme Tepeka 16 years ago - and the first *really* nice pen I ever got. It's possible that she regrets giving it to me and getting me properly started. 

The only real downside of fountain pen use (apart from the occasional inky stain in a jacket pocket) is cleaning the damned things out after use. That's definitely not fun.