The vicar at church, telling us *not* to give something up for Lent. He said we should instead do something for Lent. In his case, he was going to drink Fairtrade coffee (which he doesn't like the taste of) instead of Nescafé.
Seeing half-a-dozen small sailing boats tacking back and forth in Fareham Creek. The first thing that popped in to my mind when I saw them was Swallow, from Arthur Ransome's Swallows and Amazons.
Finally managing to find a cache in the Gillies without it being surrounded by muggles, or worse, chavs.
Receiving the following presumed spam Yahoo Messenger message from automaticsalmon: "Why are you always so wonderful?". No link, no virus, no nothing. No response either when I message them back. Weird. (Edit: apparently it's a bot that sets up IM conversations between random pairs of people. So, harmless but weird.)