Robert Crampton wrote a piece in the Times Saturday magazine where he listed all the things in the world that he especially liked. His point was we tend to spend a large proportion of our time going on about the things in the world that we don't like. It was a lovely piece, and it inspired Jenny and me to write our own.
Here's mine (off the cuff)
Listening to radio stations in languages I don't understand at all. Getting up at 5am, making a pot of tea and reading. Warm summer Sunday evenings when the cricket is coming to a finish, and having beer afterwards in your whites. Serious-faced Irish children doing traditional dancing. Marmite on toast. Compost heaps. When you start up a totally spontaneous game with friends. Mid-morning on the first really warm day of the summer. Train journeys when you're going to the end of the line and all the other passengers have got off. Buskers who do it for the hell of it. Trevor Eve in /Waking The Dead/. The thought of ear candles. Gordon Ramsay. Boxes of English autumn apples in sheds with lots of old leaves, firewood and wellies. Babies who pull their socks off.
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> Listening to radio stations in languages I don't understand at all. Getting up at 5am, making a pot of tea and reading. Warm summer Sunday evenings when the cricket is coming to a finish, and having beer afterwards in your whites. Serious-faced Irish children doing traditional dancing. Marmite on toast. Compost heaps. When you start up a totally spontaneous game with friends. Mid-morning on the first really warm day of the summer. Train journeys when you're going to the end of the line and all the other passengers have got off. Buskers who do it for the hell of it. Trevor Eve in /Waking The Dead/. The thought of ear candles. Gordon Ramsay. Boxes of English autumn apples in sheds with lots of old leaves, firewood and wellies. Babies who pull their socks off.