Maybe it’s your baby’s toothless grin. Maybe it’s the feel of crunchy snow under your feet. Or maybe it’s an unopened bag of Minstrels. What’s your ultimate pick-me-up?
BOOKS. Nothing will make me happier quicker than a book. Especially a free one. But an hour or so browsing a bookshop is a right tonic to the spirits.
A big fast walk with loud excellent music. And the cinema, because it’s pretty much the only time my phone is off. Which is bliss.
My kids make me smile every single day, even when I’m feeling really crap, but when they’re not around I’m also pretty obsessed with watching Crazy Ex-Girlfriend songs on YouTube. Singing them quietly in public also cheers me up no end. I do love a rude song.
Nothing like heading to my parents’ fabulous house in Surrey. I say house, but I mean home. Mum and Dad’s hugs, their factual problem-solving, home-cooked food and home-poured drinks in PJs on the snuggly Chesterfields. Nothing beats it for fixing me when I am frazzled.
Learning something. If I end a day without having gained a new fact, I generally regard it as a wasted day. I had an appalling end to 2016 and one of the things that got me through it was some huge great chunks of history. It’s not always happy, but it has the good manners to be fucking fascinating.
A warm bubble bath and a well-written detective book that starts with a body, a team of detectives and a post-mortem.
Lili la Scala
It’s totally twee but my horse is a guaranteed mood lifter. He doesn’t care if I’m feeling low, he doesn’t care if I’m miserable about the first world problems plaguing my life! Get out, shovel some shit, feel better.
“This is going to sound weird but… bleaching the sink or bleaching teacups. It’s very, very satisfying.”
If I meet a dog and get to talk to it, stroke it, lie on the floor and let it jump all over me, that will ALWAYS make things better. Dogs are the best of us!
Cillian Murphy. In any format.
A London Zoo trip with my son – it’s possibly my favourite place on Earth, plus there are ferrets, mongooses and OTTERS. Also Morecambe and Wise’s tap dance routine because it’s just delightful. And the song I’m in the Mood for Love sung by Lord Tanamo as it’s charming and reminds me of when I met my partner.
Blue sky, a field or any sort of nature. Can’t help feeling what I imagine to be akin to a religious sense of upliftedness and wonder every time. I cannot remain down in nature.
Listening to 80s soul music – in particular the Fatback Band’s I Found Lovin’. Probably because the songs remind me of my youth.
Going to the cinema during the working day, just me and a box of Maltesers. Sticking it to whoever.
“Aggers, do stop it.” I could listen to this every day and I’d still wheeze laughing. I am now. It’s not what was said that’s funny, it’s the helplessness of their laughter and how infectious it is. “The wicket keeper’s hhhhhhhhh.”
Seeing a squirrel fall out of a tree. Doesn’t happen often, but it is always worth the wait.
When someone absolutely creases up. For example, when a mate is telling you a story, but they’re laughing so much they’re crying and can’t get the words out. This is the most joyous thing.
OK, this is going to sound weird but… bleaching the sink or bleaching teacups. It’s very, very satisfying.
At the start of The Walking Dead there’s a warning saying that the show contains violence and gore etc. My husband and I both shout, “GOOD!” and high five. Every week. Makes me happy.
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