Sitting in my caravan watching the sun going down over the lake.
Having a pint looking at the sea.
Watching trashy TV in bed and drifting.
Driving on an empty country road.
Hanging over the barrier at the front of a lively gig (even though I'm 50

)
VJ'ing tunes in the man cave whilst well-oiled.
Getting to the end of the month without going into my overdraft.
Pint with mates and my lads before football.
Cooking a nice evening meal on a Saturday helped out by Oak-aged Chardonnay.
Sitting outside the house on a barmy summer's evening.
Contents of the takeaway being correct.
Festival life.
Cornwall.