I arrived back to my desk after lunch to find this delicious looking box sitting on my desk.A colleague asked me about it, but the more I explained that I had writing paper shipped all the way from England, the more confused he looked. I stared at it hungrily all day, but I wanted to do a proper private and documented unboxing at home. So it sat there for hours, unopened, wrapped up in blue cord. I carefully hoisted it home on the metro and then on the train. I didn’t want to accidentally leave my stationery behind, like the last time I visited Smythson. Finally, I was at home, and the unboxing process began.


I had just cut the cord and I was about to open the box when I heard a knock at the door. The agent had decided to come and show some people in, completely without notice. I really should have just flat out denied them entry, but instead I let them come in and they picked their way through our messy apartment. I was very cranky at the agent for (1) breaking all the rules of privacy and prior notice and (2) for interrupting my moment. So I made pesto, mozzarella, and tomato sandwiches as I waited for them to leave, pointing out all the problems with the apartment when the viewers asked me questions. Finally, they left, and I was able to pull back the bubble wrap to reveal a cluster of blue boxes.

I carefully opened up the boxes, pealed back the layers of tissue paper, and there was my personalised writing paper, sealed with a Nile blue band. I ran my finger gently across the letterhead to feel it raised against my fingers, and I turned it over to see the slight bruising made by the copperplate die on the back. Each envelope was expertly hand lined in purple tissue paper before folding, with a blind-embossed “Smythson” mark just beneath the diamond flap. I held it up to the light to see the subtle “Glen Clova” watermark. The photos don’t really capture the fresh pale green and vibrant violet, and I have removed my surname from the images in some sort of vague attempt at privacy.

Now I can’t wait to start writing – email me your address to and I may post you a letter.

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6 Responses to “My favourite blue boxes”
  1. I may just do that! I want to see this amazing stationey and hey, it’s cheap to post a letter to Gent.

  2. Excellent. I have some neat TinTin and Smurfs stamps that can only be used within Belgium.

  3. Yep – I would also like a letter. Do you see a trend forming of strange people in Belgium wanting letters? No offence Lilacspecs, I’m sure you’re not strange really…!

  4. oh its gorgeous! I would love a letter if you have enough :)

    how rude about the agent – we had the same issue when we were leaving our rental in Brisbane, very annoying!

  5. Yes, please, I LOVE snail mail – and when it is SO CLASSY – of course I’d love to see it. It’s my birthday next month, so there’s a good excuse for you…

  6. Yes please too!