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Back in November of last year I published a Man From U.N.C.L.E. Annuals Cover Gallery, in which I mentioned my brother owning an invisible ink fountain pen (acquired in either Kinghorn or Ayr I think, around the mid-'60s), which I somehow lost while crossing a playing field one day. Well, it's only taken me around 60 years, but I've just received a replacement for it, which I bought after seeing it on eBay recently (arrived today, along with my glow-in-the-dark skull).
Will I be giving it to my sibling to replace his long-vanished writing implement? (That means 'pen', Melvin.) Hey, stop being so silly - of course I won't. It's mine! Any older Crivs ever own such a pen? Open Channel 'D' and relive your childhood memories in our comments section.
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I remember at Primary school we would send invisible messages using a white crayon on papers and to see the message or picture you painted over the page in watercolour paint. You could also use lemon juice of course, but in the 1960s lemons weren't that plentiful . I think a pal if mine had that UNCLE pen, it looks very familiar .
I remember using lemon juice to write invisible messages, McS, and to read them, you held them in front of the electric fire and the heat would make the writing visible. We used these little plastic containers shaped like lemons containing juice - I think they were made by Jif. My mother kept one in the fridge - in fact, there's one in my fridge now, had it for years.
My mother always made pancakes on Shrove Tuesday and she sprinkled sugar and lemon juice on them but the juice always came from fresh lemons specially bought for the occasion. This year Shrove Tuesday falls on February 17th which also happens to be Chinese New Year and my 60th birthday.
60? You old coffin-dodger, CJ. As you know, the birthday of one of my former pals was also on February 17th. If he hadn't died in 2013, he'd have been 67 this year. Died when he was 53, coming up for 54. I like pancakes, so I might buy some when I'm out shopping today.
I didn't have the Uncle pen but I had a Secret Agent Spy Pen which this post has reminded me of. I loved that pen. I've managed to find the exact same one here:
https://ebay.us/m/ivSL2H
I also had a secret code set with wrist 'watches' that had code dials and a fingerprint kit. Good times.
Believe it or not, I still have my original of that very pen, purchased (I think) in Portsmouth in 1978. At least that's where I associate it with in memory. It's probably dried out by now, but hey - maybe not.
M, you'll never believe this, but I just tried it out and both ends still work. Astounding!
Oh wow! I wish I still had my pen. I wonder what happened to it. There are several things I've owned over the years that I don't know what happened to them. I'm not one for throwing things away. I could have swapped things at school but that pen I would never have swapped.
I think I still have the piece of card it was attached to stashed away somewhere as well. The pen was kept in my writing desk so it was easy to access, though the white barrel has yellowed a bit. Or, to be more accurate, the pic of the Spy Kid on the barrel has slightly discoloured, not so much the barrel itself.
Kid, that means my 13th birthday and your friend's 20th birthday occurred on the same day - February 17th 1979.
Have you taken down your Christmas decorations yet? You've got until Candlemas on February 2nd after which the decorations will turn into demons and devour you - believe it or not I learned that nugget of information from Roland Rat on TV-am.
I read only last night about something else happening on February 17th, CJ, but I've forgotten what it was. Nope, decorations still up, too fatigued (and lazy) to take them down at the moment.
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