Three Good Things

I went over to Lady Thinker’s blog this morning and read about her three good things which instantly made me feel better. (It’s a grey old damp morning here in Cornwall.) So I thought I’d note down the first three good things I could think of.

1. My friends. We went out last night but because of these vile drugs I’m on, I felt so weepy I had to come home without seeing the film that I’d been looking forward to seeing for weeks. (Atonement – anyone seen it?) My friends were wonderful – hugged me, kissed me, offered to walk me home and miss the film themselves. I said no, of course, but you can’t get better friends than that.

I'm adding a PS here having spoken to Nik, one of the friends who DID see Atonement last night. Apparently the female lead has been dubbed IKEA Knightly. This cheered me greatly. But then I can be such a bitch.

2. My knickers. Today I’m wearing black and white polka dots, cotton and new. My spirits lift every time I think of them. They are fun and frivolous, and there will be more on these in another post.

3. The sea. Yesterday I took Mollie for a very slow walk (everything’s slowed down at the moment). There’s something so special about the slanting light of October, and we sat on the cliff top among the brackish smell of bracken and counted five yachts and three tankers in the bay. The sea was dark blue and turquoise, the waves crashing and thundering on the rocks below. When we got down to the beach, I could smell the ozone freshness, taste the salt on my lips. All around me was a wonderful sense of space, a stillness in the rawness of nature that made me feel whole again.

What are your three good things?