Which small daily ritual genuinely lifts your mood the most?

That initial brew of the day, ideally drunk in dressing gown silence before the world barges in. Bonus points if it's a Yorkshire Tea in your favourite chipped mug.

Twenty minutes of pavement pounding, nodding at dogs and judging neighbours' hedges. Surprisingly restorative for something so unglamorous.

There's something comforting about another human voice filling the kitchen while you faff about. Pop Master optional but encouraged.

Not a binge, just a small ceremonial nibble to mark the afternoon slump. Arguably medicinal.

Sticking the phone face-down in the kitchen while you read, bathe or stare at the ceiling. Genuinely feels like a small holiday.