That's Just Completely Gratuitous, That Is

I was re-reading my diary from 2016 when I came across this section:

I've just been watching scenes from Some Kind of Monster [a documentary about the band Metallica], and the scene where Kirk Hammett plays a special song he wrote in driving school. It reminds me of other moments where something completely unnecessary happened, and filled me with gladness.

Like the way the teachers in my school did a Line Dance on one day before the holidays once.

Or the time my father bought me and my brother all those cakes and biscuits before the first day of the 1994 World Cup, that he knew we were looking forward to so much.

Or the time my aunt put out a barrell that said "Fáilte" when me, my brother, and my motherwere arriving at the farm.

Or the time J----- B----- and J--- H----- both told me to 'wrap up warm' before I was going to America.

Or the time my wife arranged for me to get a helium balloon on my birthday.

Or the time, on one of the British channels, there was a wolf's howl after the close-down on a night they had been showing horror films.

The latter happened probably forty years ago-- back when TV stations still closed down for the night. I still think about it regularly.