More of what I love...

Fires. In fireplaces. Particularly the one at The Railway.

Tea! Of all varieties - Earl Grey, Lady Grey, Jasmine, Green, Elderflower and Rasberry, quite literally, a tea-party.

My tiny heart-shaped flowery cushion.

Kate Bush. Her lyrics make no sense. But I love her, and she wrote some beautiful songs.

Here, There and Everywhere;
Let It Be;
She's Leaving Home;
Here Comes The Sun;
I Want You;
You're Gonna Lose That Girl;
Something;
She Loves You.

In fact, I love them all.

Songs you can relate to massively.

Times when you're in public on your own and you really, really wanna start singing your head off. Better, though - times when you're NOT in public and you can sing your head off in privacy. Like the shower. I do understand the concept of singing in the shower. Good acoustics in bathrooms.

Being well sleepy, and not having anything to do other than fall asleep. Particularly in your boyfriend's arms. And by yours, I mean mine.

Vintage crap I don't need, but definitely want.

Bright blue sea.

Things that smell GREAT. Chanel Chance, Soap and Glory, Nag Champa joss sticks, Herbal Essences, anything from The Body Shop. But also - petrol, nail varnish, paint, blown out matches, bread that's just been made, newborn babies' heads, clean washing, new books, fish and chips (before you've eaten it), smells that remind you of important people and the smell of your own home.

Getting a text that makes you laugh when you're on your own.

Having a really good night out when you hadn't even planned it.

Stretching.

Heart of Glass and Atomic.

Watching a film and deciding you're going to live your life like a character from it, starting from the moment it finishes.

Ellie Goulding when she sings Your Song, and you kind of wish you were her a bit.

The tartan sack.

My mum.
My whole family, in fact. Again :)

Crap Christmas songs, with the exception of Santa Baby and Santa Claus Is Coming To Town.

Seeing someone you've really missed.

Being told you've been missed.

Not being on fire. Aaaaw.