I love...

No, ethnicity has no effect on utility.

I love it when you get some NOS Shimano 600 hubs from 1975 and the front needs regreasing, but the back one only needs a slight cone adjustment. So cool when older stuff still works.

Pizza. Even the mediocre stuff.

And Podere.

This. From the shiitiest oven pizzas and budget takeaways to the very finest pizzas cooked on wood. Pizza snobs can fuck right off.

Friendly cats!

Domino rallys

Good old UK trains. No matter how late you are, you can always count on them to be even more late

Satsumas. Straight from the fridge.

Little refreshing orbs of joy.

... ultrasonically cleaning cassettes.

Citrus fruit can be stored in the fridge but flavour would be better if allowed to come to room temp prior to eating.

The joy, for me, lies partly in the coolness. Perhaps not straight from the fridge but below room temperature.

Same for the underrated grapefruit

I love warm plums.

Sleep.
The free, no strings attached solution to a bad day.

Just watched 'St. Vincent', I love the closing credits with Bill Murray just doing fuck-all while sitting in a lawn chair.

When the moon hits my eye like a big pizza pie

20" wheels

Yeah but which 20”?

the sound of a Spitfire flying past...I'm no boomer, but damn, that Merlin sounds good.
lucky enough to live on the coast where old warbirds fly past frequently, and you know when a Spitfire is coming by at 400'

Skyway mags hmmmmmm

When the world seems to shine like I've had too much wine

the sound of a Spitfire flying past

I used to live in one of the old Bletchley Park terraced cottages right next to the park. A fair few weekends in summer we'd have two spitfires accompanying a Lancaster bomber flying past. Incredible noise.

I used to live in Woolston where the things were invented. There was an eagerly anticipated special anniversary event a few years back where they flew all the surviving planes up Southampton Water..... But on the Hythe side - about 2 miles away. They were dots on the skyline. Man, were we cross.

I was born and raised just down the road in Hamble, and remember seeing them and the Red arrows a fair bit. In fact they had a model red arrow on display opposite the pub at the top of my road...

I remember the old birds flying over my garden when I lived in Southend, around airshow time.
It's a great noise.