In January, a stationary shop in Zurich gave me the address of an independant pen repairer. I spoke to the owner and sent the pen, without much real hope of it being repaired. And then completely forgot about it.
On Friday, I had to pick up a registered letter from the post office and worried that it was from our rental agency (long fight about our flat, different post!). I opened the package and there was my pen! Beautifully restored and repaired. And it writes smoothly and wonderfully.
I love pleasant surprises. I love the swiss way of underpromising and overdelivering. I love the fact that I was able to repair on old pen that belonged to someone I loved and that I can continue to use. And I love the fact that it still sometimes makes sense to hold onto something and get it repaired!