+ Spending an evening in London with my beloved wife.
+ That she knows me so well and got me such an awesome birthday present.
+ “It’s Science! I’m experimenting!”*
+ Finding my motorbike gloves (both summer and winter) exactly where I thought they were**.
+ Her resting on me in the train on the way back.
* While eating Stitchelton on an Almond Thin and drinking Skull Splitter (Scottish) Ale.
** I’m not sure if this is a quiet thrill or a quiet ‘argh!’ because I’d actually taken the entire contents of the wardrobe out, dug around in the back of the larder, panic-attacked my way around the spare bedroom and the loft before noticing a little orange bag I swear wasn’t there the first time I looked through the bottom of the wardrobe containing my gloves and the bungees for holding my bag on my bike…
