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A chance to exchange notes on the little everyday things that cheer you up when you're down, or make an ordinary day into a better one. Winning move unaltered.
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Chocolate bourbon biscuits Nicer even than the mighty HobNob and its chocolate-coated cousins IMO. Certainly when I gave up biscuits, they're the ones I miss the most.
Getting an email that is not only not spam, but is actually from someone you know. (pen, glasses) Not just you. Sometimes I use soap - just as good.
An empty inbox (I haven't seen one of those for quite some time.)
Gin-soaked olives 'Nuff said.
A Bank Holiday Weekend combined with a good weather forecast
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[cfm] Olive-infused gin is good, too. :-)
[CdM] Are you married? ;-) Coming in from the cold. Especially when there's a wood fire burning.
Going for a 40-mile bike ride and getting home at last after a 40-mile bike ride.
Bluebell woods - especially if there are ramsons as well.
An unexpected opportunity to sit and think, undisturbed.
Cool, white, freshly pressed hotel bed sheets
Waking up in a sunlit bedroom
Going out at dawn in summer for a brisk walk over the fields where the dew is just beginning to lift to make the sort of mist that, when you're in the middle of it, still seems to start about 30 yards away from you in every direction.
Border Collies
A hot tub - especially when there's very light snow which is wafted away by the rising hot air
[NJ] Gin/olive combinations and hot tubs are the only things on this list I've never experienced. At present.
[Phil] And the closely related but even greater pleasure that is golden retrievers. :-)
[cfm] I was going to say that if you made it to the UK I could offer the gin/olive/hot tub combination, but then you said you preferred fluff-head retrievers to collies.
Oh and the call of a curlew
Starlings or Asbo-birds as we call them in our house.
[Phil] BTW When did you sneak into Software's house?
[NJ] Wouldn't you like to know!
A lark, ascending. And the necessity of being in open countryside away from urban noise to be able to hear it.
A lie-in with no underlying feeling of guilt
Seeing a cat, any cat, anywhere.
Listening to the song of a blackbird at the cooling end of a stiflingly hot summer day
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