I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I have some very lovely, lovely friends.
Tonight, one of my friends popped into Sturminster to get a Takeaway. As he was waiting for his order to be prepared, he dropped in on me with a bottle of home made Nettle Beer. He then suggested that I visit him and his girlfriend for a barbecue this weekend.
The Nettle Beer was delicious.
I don't have much money, I don't wear the latest fashion, I don't have the best gadgets or mobile phone. I live in a rented house because I can't afford a mortgage.
And yet, right now, I feel like the richest man alive.
To all of my friends: thank you.