- Himself. (If you don’t like soppy stuff, I suggest you skip down the list)
I had been single for a long time when I met Himself. I had gone down several blind alleys in my pursuit of love, forgetting that these things have a habit of popping up when you very least expect them. For whatever reason, it fits. I feel comfortable with him. That might sound dull, but it’s really not. Occasionally I will look over at him and just be swept away by how much he means to me. Also, he finds me funny. A lot is said about how we all want someone who can make us laugh, but what I hadn’t realised is how lovely it is to be the person provoking that laughter. I really like the fact that I can make him laugh, that he finds me funny. The novelty of that hasn’t worn off yet.
- Boy and Girl.
As previously discussed here.
- Getting into a freshly made bed, preferably with sheets that have been line dried.
Self explanatory, that one.
- The perfect cup of tea
I am well practised in the art of tea-making and I know what I like. However, there are those occasions when the planets align, the water is the right temperature, the tea brewed for the right time, the right amount of milk (and sometimes sugar) is added and you have before you a cracking cup of tea.
- Cookery programmes
Not all of them – I cannot abide Heston, for example – but Masterchef: The Professionals, Nigella, Delia, Nigel Slater and Rick Stein all make me a very happy girl.
- Recipe books
I sit and read these like other people read normal books. It’s the ultimate in comfort reading as I plan a whole range of feasts. I never cook any of them right enough….
I love the anticipation of events, at least as much as the event itself. Checking, researching, writing plans. Love it!
8. Waking up in the middle of the night, looking at the clock and realising there’s still hours to go before I have to get up.
Another pretty straightforward one.
What makes you happy? And how are you?