Making the same mistakes over and over again and expecting a different outcome each time. Clever bloke, wasn’t he?

When my Mum was very sad once, I suggested she get her own theme tune. You know, a song you sing in your head to get you through the day. She chose the Bear Necessities from The Jungle Book. It worked, because she got less sad and then got married. I take full credit for this. Recently, my theme tunes have been more demotivational than Disney, if you catch my drift. I’m talking things like:

• Al Green- How do you mend a broken heart? • The Beatles- Yesterday • And that All by myself song, I think it’s Celine Dion.

However! This morning, I woke up with Twista- Sunshine, in my head. YouTube it if you’re too cool to know it. The sun was shining, and I woke up feeling pretty great. Work was work, but like most things in life, it’s much more enjoyable if you’re a little bit happy inside. I came home not counting down the hours until sleep, but anticipating the evening ahead. Theo and I took a walk to collect Lisa, and walked the canal way. It’s like being on holiday, dog walkers smile their knowing smiles at you, and people on boats wave at you like they’ve known you for years. Lisa and I put the world to rights with tea and too many cigarettes. I saw my brother too, which was nice. All in all, it wasn’t a particularly special day. Except it kind of was special, because it was lovely. Not fantastic or ground breaking, but lovely all the same. And I’m quite pleased with that.