There'll be tears...

This snow has made me change my going to work gear. I've put on my walking boots, Goretex jacket and, of course, some thermal underwear. I've also swapped my briefcase for a rucksack, easier to put on my back and keep my balance on the ice. I put my Lamy pen case in the front pocket which has a vertical zip down the side of the rucksack. This morning on my way into work, I realised the pen case wasn't there. A frantic rummage revealed no joy. Got into work, emptied everything out. Still no pens. Where could it be? I finished my book last night on the train home, so in the evening I had put it on the bookcase and put a fresh one in my bag. Maybe the pen case had fallen out and was on the floor? Sent my wife a text asking her to check , text back "sorry not here". So I've come to the conclusion that it must have fallen out my bag when I got off the train and put my book back in the bag. I'm sure I remember seeing it then, and I'm sure I was careful, but ... And, what pens were in there you may ask. Sadly two of my favourites. Not the usual Safari's or Lamy Studio that are my most usual companions to the office and could have been replaced easily, but a 1940's Parker Duofold AF with a beautiful cursive italic nib and a Parker 51 with the smoothest nib and most perfect ink flow I own (owned?) - all the better that I bought it for just £20 five years ago. Gutted. Oh, and my other thought as I travelled to work - I'm going to have to use a ballpoint today.