
I hate starting a new diary in January. It’s so commercial. So last year, I found this wonderful little diary from Muji which started in March and ran up until May this year. It’s just so perfect, a little under A6, with a whole month running across each spread and gorgeous little boxes to write your concise entries in. It forced you to get right to the point and stop fannying around. Instead of ‘Lunch with Tabitha’, you’d write ‘Tab Tab’. Instead of ‘Speak to David about cleaning Lesley’s interesting icebox; you’d write ‘STD Clinic’. YEAH, THAT’S WHY I WROTE THAT, OKAY MUM?
Anyhoo.
Two more of it’s best features were a charcoal grey cover with a plastic little slip case and some delicious square ruled notepaper at the back. It was just delightful, I tell you.


Which is why I went back to Muji recently to get another one for 2009/10. Because OBVIOUSLY they’d have them. I mean, they wouldn’t cock tease you up until the middle of the year when your diary ran out and then leave you dangling, right?
WRONG. Wrong, so very wrong.
I was upset, of course I was. But I needed a new diary so I walked through the streets of London looking for a replacement.
They were all so very shit, though. Like a page a day, or a week a double page, or too thick or too long. Just unnaceptable. I was left with very little choice but to buy a blank Moleskine notebook in this season’s colours and do something a little bit like this:


And I think my diary is the best of the lot. SCREW YOU, MUJI!
After what can only be described as a ‘recent catastrophe’ in what can only be described as ‘that cheap piece of shit no-good stationery-vending wastemerchant Poundland’, I have been searching for a new place to get what can only be descibed as ‘a new stationery haven to make me cream my pants’.
I have travelled high and low, dear reader, from the dunes of the Kalimari desert to the icy cold waters of the Artic. From the bright lights of Las Vegas to the dark caves of Lebanon. From the peak of Ben Nevis to the valleys of the, er Valleys.
In the end, I found something quite satisfactory on Wood Green High Street. Which was nice.

So, get ready for a new series coming your way: Josey’s Adventures in…MIGHTYPOUND! Same rules apply, everything for ONE POUND! And believe me, I have found some DEEP SHIT!
Stationery from the ends rules!
So this was meant to be Josey’s Adventures in Poundland # 2.

Pretty cool huh? Three nibs and four different coloured ink cartridges all for 100 British pence!
Except when I opened the pack and tried to put one simple pen together the whole thing literally fell apart. See for yourself in this Me and My Pens Special Edition:

I’m through with Poundland now. Moving on down to 98p Superstore in Finsbury Park.