"A misty morning...

... does not signify a cloudy day."

By lunchtime the clouds had vamoosed and I rode back home in sunshine for an early client.

I made a perfect dismount from my bike. My old skating teachers would have been pleased with the beauty and precision.

I had a cheesy scone which was fresh and just the right consistency.

I sliced it in two with my trusty Swiss Army knife.

I had a lovely conversation with a dear friend.

These things make me happy.

I'm easily pleased - guilty as charged.

I hope your day contained some small pleasures.

Let's...