Well...
1) I saw a WWII Spitfire flying over the beach - totally unexpected - while out walking the dog.
Hearing its Rolls Royce Merlin engine thacka-thacka-thacka-thacka ploughing the air at only about 500ft sent shivers down my spine.
Watching it disappear into the hazy mist, its incredible noise all the time fading as it made its way towards the Welsh hills, was an experience I won't forget.
2) I picked up the phone and did not recognise the voice of my beautiful 13-year-old daughter who is spending the summer in America with family.
This might seem a strange reason for being occasionally amazed at life.
Perhaps it's because that before she went, she sounded like a whiny scouse git due to the influences of living Round Here.
She's having a FANTASTIC time in Ohio and I am so happy for her I could cry.
There.
Two reasons.
Not bad, eh?
