Number One – humour. It may be immature, but I still have my sense of humour, and couldn’t resist taking the picture with the cabbages. Fortunately my wife is a fan of Calendar Girls so I got away with it.

Number two, as covered above, immaturity. I’ll have time to grow up when I’m dead but while I’m breathing I’m going to carry on laughing at unsuitable jokes and wearing odd socks.

I worked out the other day that I have around a third of my life yet to live. As this is the third that features incontinence, Alzheimer’s and …I forget the other thing… I have decided that I’m not going to waste time being serious.

Number three, doing a job I like. It’s worth a lot when you get up in a morning (well, most mornings) and want to get to work. I also get to work with my wife. She is extremely irritating to work with, and I find I have to introduce her as “the first Mrs Wilson” to keep her in order, but i can’t really think of a better way to pass my days.  (Yes, she reads the blog, but she’s remarkably forgiving).

Then there’s birds, butterflies, flowers, trees, grasshoppers and stoats and all the things that live in the area outside the office.

Red Admiral and Peacock

I suppose I could come up with a fourth, probably about all the great people I meet whilst blogging, but I’ve just made myself so happy I’m going to go out and take pictures of butterflies. We had a Common Blue fly in yesterday (a new species for the Butterfly Garden) and, in my eternally optimistic way, I want to see if it comes round again.

Later: I didn’t find the Blue, but I did get a good shot of a Green-veined White.