Simply the Best

You do it for me, better than tea, better than Camembert, or a nice runny Brie. Better than honey, or marmalade toast or an unexpected letter that arrives in the post. Better than hob nobs, or baby's smiles, or the sensual feeling of polished tiles. Better than Connolly's funniest joke, or dipping toast soldiers in a nice runny yolk. Better than finding a twenty pound note in the inside pocket of an old favourite coat. Better than bacon with a nice crispy rind, or a cool gin and tonic to help me unwind. Better than snow on Christmas Day morning, or lying in bed, stretching and yawning. Better than finding jeans that fit, or a long train journey with places to sit. Better than bubbles that pop on your nose, or the feeling of warm, silver sand in your toes. Better than the tingle of ice on your tongue, or the warm glow of knowing that you belong. Better than sunshine, better than rain, better than the I.Q. of Einstein's brain. Even better than picking a scabby knee, you're better than all this and more to me.