I was rummaging through the dresser in the downstairs bedroom today. What should i do with the envelope atherton lin used to send me my calendar? The envelope is handmade: they pasted a piece of paper to firm cardboard to protect the contents. It worked, for the most part. I laid some heavy medical books on it for a week while we were out of town to make it as flat as possible. They wrote heir address on the envelope. At least i think it’s their address. It could be a studio or an office addy. This is curious to me because they don’t publish anything but an email address on their web site. I imagined myself buzzing their flat the next time i’m in london…do i ask for jeremy and jamie or mr atherton and mr lin? My reception will depend heavily on my salutation. I continue to mull this over when i notice there’s something else in the envelope. I squeeze it open thus releasing whatever may be pinched in the corners. I peer inside and discover they have included 3 bookmarks, one of which has a personal greeting written in pencil. They wish me a happy new year. I lay the bookmarks out on the dresser and smile, thinking: nice people still exist.