Happiness is ... licking the cake spoon

Remember those days when you were a kid. Was there not some special kind of freedom in the moments you lost yourself and forgot time existed. No past, no future, just the present! For me one of those delicious occasions was licking the spoon after mum had made a cake, especially chocolate.

Happiness is ... living in Toorak not Kew!

Friday night on the way home from work, arrive at the tram stop. Dreaming of a cold Corona with lemon and a spicey green chicken curry.

Happiness is ... a cat sleeping

Nothing quite like a cat sleeping - pure bliss. I wish I was lying next to him right now, snoozing :-)