Random acts of stationery #4

Thanks to Anxious, via her com­ments on the last entry, for provid­ing the idea for this one. And thanks to me for never clear­ing out my desk drawers.

Fab­ulous.

We should set up a card-making busi­ness; you do Valentines and I’ll do Christmas.

just keep your paws off postcards!

It’s good that you addressed this so clearly; I have given away my own heart far too eas­ily. A few dog-eared dirty post­cards, one bottle of tequila and my ass is anyone’s.

Aww. How sweet. Although mine is more like one of those expand­able ruck­sacks with elastic drawstrings.

If you know what I mean.

I LOVE THESE.

Phew. That was burst­ing at my seams.

I appear to now ser­i­ously be con­sid­er­ing a busi­ness oppor­tun­ity for Bit­ter, Cyn­ical and Twis­ted greet­ings cards … it could be a hit! (Though I am keep­ing away from doing post­cards, naturally)

As I told ‘my people’ ‘bit­ter, twis­ted and cyn­ical is an unex­ploited goldmine’.

Really? In that case, would you mind telling ‘your people’ that they can come round and pan me for nug­gets anytime?

[Blog Whore of the Year 2007, it’s got to be mine]

When I was into mak­ing cards (about 10 years ago, before it became trendy and just a case of stick­ing pre-made items onto a pre-cut piece of card) one of my best sellers thor­ugh the local Nice Ladies’ Mar­ket was a white card with a black cut-out heart on it. With the words “Free at Last — Con­grat­u­la­tions on your Divorce!” inside.

I hope my mar­ket research helps the dir­ec­tion of your new venture ;)