My apartment is littered with the cast-off pages from a decade’s worth of desk calendars. The family seems to have given up on them as gifts (and on gifts as a whole, really) but this one looks a lot more promising than the cheese trivia of the Wallace & Gromit calendar or the endless-repeats of yet another Far-Side-A-Day. A paper airplane a day, complete with colourful papers for decoration. Best of all, the detritus these calendars always create will be in scattered-airplane, rather than crumbled-paper form. Want.
