I gave a good friend a lovely present yesterday. I'd been so lucky in coming across a lovely solid-framed Matisse nude print which I seriously considered keeping for myself. I think that thought makes the gift all the more worthwhile and the recipient was chuffed to bits with it.

I sat and chatted with daughter for ten minutes or so over dinner. This doesn't sound like much but we don't really do it very often any more with distractions in and out of the house moving us steadily apart. That doesn't really sound like a happy memory right there, but the fact that we made time for each other and enjoyed the jabbering certainly is.