Opening and making the the first cut of a new block of cheese is something I find strangely satisfying. Odd.
Sitting down to a Sunday Lunch guilt free after a three hour ride
Driving home on the last work day before Christmas, playing "Driving Home For Christmas" at full volume whilst on speakerphone to the wife and kids.
Oh and waking up beofre the alarm thinking that it's time to get up, checking the clock and realising that there re still 2/3/4 hours still of sleep time
Mrs Stu always having the dinner on the go before I get home.
Crossing the Tyne Bridge after I've been working down south - not until I'm north of the Tyne am I home.