What was the best day of your life and why?
Discussion
I'm gonna go with the fairly well used "birth of my son" one. It really was a day that's forever imprinted on my mind, and amazing to see this other little life that I had a hand in creating. Well, not a hand as such, but you get my drift.
There's a moment of relief when they're born too I think, despite all the scans and things beforehand you always worry that something might go wrong.
I actually almost missed mine by a few mins. My wife went into labour and I took her to hospital, then we were sat in a room for another 6-7 hours with nothing much happening - apparently. I was starving and she was thirsty so she suggested I nip downstairs to the little shop in the hospital. Picked up a bottle of water and (this is still imprinted on my mind) a turkey, ham and cranberry sandwich. Came back upstairs 5 mins later and she wasn't in the room. Slight panic sets in. Went to find a nurse only to be told baby had decided it was time to make an appearance and they had to move her, I made it to her side just in the nick of time.
Had my sandwich about 4 hours later, pretty nice it was too.
There's a moment of relief when they're born too I think, despite all the scans and things beforehand you always worry that something might go wrong.
I actually almost missed mine by a few mins. My wife went into labour and I took her to hospital, then we were sat in a room for another 6-7 hours with nothing much happening - apparently. I was starving and she was thirsty so she suggested I nip downstairs to the little shop in the hospital. Picked up a bottle of water and (this is still imprinted on my mind) a turkey, ham and cranberry sandwich. Came back upstairs 5 mins later and she wasn't in the room. Slight panic sets in. Went to find a nurse only to be told baby had decided it was time to make an appearance and they had to move her, I made it to her side just in the nick of time.
Had my sandwich about 4 hours later, pretty nice it was too.
As above, it can only be the birth of my child. The sheer emotion you feel and the fact you know without doubt you would kill or die to protect him the second you see him just cements what the power of children means.
It eclipsed by a mile what I thought was the best day of my life, the day I got my first Chimaera.
It eclipsed by a mile what I thought was the best day of my life, the day I got my first Chimaera.
I really can't think of a stand out day.
Children being born wasn't nice tbh, seeing your OH in agony for hours is not the stuff amazing days are made of for me.
Marriage was good but we'd been together a while and so it was sort of a formality really, a great day but it didn't stand out that way.
Children being born wasn't nice tbh, seeing your OH in agony for hours is not the stuff amazing days are made of for me.
Marriage was good but we'd been together a while and so it was sort of a formality really, a great day but it didn't stand out that way.
Frimley111R said:
I really can't think of a stand out day.
Children being born wasn't nice tbh, seeing your OH in agony for hours is not the stuff amazing days are made of for me.
Marriage was good but we'd been together a while and so it was sort of a formality really, a great day but it didn't stand out that way.
Warning......under all circs, keep this post away from your wife!!!!! Children being born wasn't nice tbh, seeing your OH in agony for hours is not the stuff amazing days are made of for me.
Marriage was good but we'd been together a while and so it was sort of a formality really, a great day but it didn't stand out that way.
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Frimley111R said:
I really can't think of a stand out day.
Children being born wasn't nice tbh, seeing your OH in agony for hours is not the stuff amazing days are made of for me.
Marriage was good but we'd been together a while and so it was sort of a formality really, a great day but it didn't stand out that way.
I'd agree.Children being born wasn't nice tbh, seeing your OH in agony for hours is not the stuff amazing days are made of for me.
Marriage was good but we'd been together a while and so it was sort of a formality really, a great day but it didn't stand out that way.
TBH probably something like the last time we moved house, I was expecting a s
t storm, it went well and I was mightily relieved by the end of the day!stuartmmcfc said:
Cie said:
It's a bit soppy and doesn't compare much to others in here, but hearing the words "I love you" for the first time from anybody (parents included) when I'm 28 is right up there.
Sorry Cie, a bit like Utd winning the league, it’s never going to happen 
I probably shouldn't post this in case it's quoted next year.
Cie said:
stuartmmcfc said:
Cie said:
It's a bit soppy and doesn't compare much to others in here, but hearing the words "I love you" for the first time from anybody (parents included) when I'm 28 is right up there.
Sorry Cie, a bit like Utd winning the league, it’s never going to happen I probably shouldn't post this in case it's quoted next year.
It’s been nice thinking about this over the past few days
I still haven’t got a definitive answer although I haven’t done the big stuff- met / married soul mate, had kids etc…
My second ever race win was a good one. It was at my ‘home’ circuit (Brands Indy) the week of my 23rd birthday. I had family, friends, and even friend’s family there. In fact never before or since have I had such an entourage at a race weekend. It was a beautiful day, too. I qualified fifth but spent the first twenty laps nailed to the rear panel of the leading driver and eventual triple champion. He was faster than me, and he wasn’t the only one. Throughout the whole race, two seconds covered the top four drivers. The leader’s defence was flawless and I was at my limits just to keep up in his slipstream. Most laps I didn’t get the slightest overlap on him going into paddock hill. I was increasingly threatened by the 3rd place man who had already punted off one competitor and, considering also my supporters trackside, I decided I had to try something. On the penultimate lap a piece of loose bodywork on the circuit slightly compromised the leader’s otherwise impeccable defensive lines on the approach to Paddock Hill and I pulled a bodacious move around the outside. Collecting myself in the trough of the hill I could not believe it had come off and I was clear to apply the impenetrable defensive lines I had spent twenty laps studying. The job was done, but to underscore the threat of the 3rd place man he punted the champion off at Paddock on the final lap too. Afterwards, a pint of lager in a plastic cup. Sunday came round and the race replayed in a very similar fashion, only this time there was no pressure from 3rd place and unfortunately no piece of bodywork to trip up the leader. Once the ‘final lap’ board was shown and with nothing to lose I decided to try to repeat the outside move at Paddock anyway.
Travelling in Sa’pa is right up there, that was my first Asian biking adventure. Unlike the race win, this experience set the template for several others!
A couple of past experiences with psychedelics make the short list- such a wholesome and massively heightened appreciation for the here & now.
Maybe in time I will look back on the day I came out as one of the best, I know this expression is cliché but it was absolutely the first day of the rest of my life.
I still haven’t got a definitive answer although I haven’t done the big stuff- met / married soul mate, had kids etc…
My second ever race win was a good one. It was at my ‘home’ circuit (Brands Indy) the week of my 23rd birthday. I had family, friends, and even friend’s family there. In fact never before or since have I had such an entourage at a race weekend. It was a beautiful day, too. I qualified fifth but spent the first twenty laps nailed to the rear panel of the leading driver and eventual triple champion. He was faster than me, and he wasn’t the only one. Throughout the whole race, two seconds covered the top four drivers. The leader’s defence was flawless and I was at my limits just to keep up in his slipstream. Most laps I didn’t get the slightest overlap on him going into paddock hill. I was increasingly threatened by the 3rd place man who had already punted off one competitor and, considering also my supporters trackside, I decided I had to try something. On the penultimate lap a piece of loose bodywork on the circuit slightly compromised the leader’s otherwise impeccable defensive lines on the approach to Paddock Hill and I pulled a bodacious move around the outside. Collecting myself in the trough of the hill I could not believe it had come off and I was clear to apply the impenetrable defensive lines I had spent twenty laps studying. The job was done, but to underscore the threat of the 3rd place man he punted the champion off at Paddock on the final lap too. Afterwards, a pint of lager in a plastic cup. Sunday came round and the race replayed in a very similar fashion, only this time there was no pressure from 3rd place and unfortunately no piece of bodywork to trip up the leader. Once the ‘final lap’ board was shown and with nothing to lose I decided to try to repeat the outside move at Paddock anyway.
Travelling in Sa’pa is right up there, that was my first Asian biking adventure. Unlike the race win, this experience set the template for several others!
A couple of past experiences with psychedelics make the short list- such a wholesome and massively heightened appreciation for the here & now.
Maybe in time I will look back on the day I came out as one of the best, I know this expression is cliché but it was absolutely the first day of the rest of my life.
Edited by HustleRussell on Tuesday 16th October 14:35
E24man said:
The day my daughter was born.
After close to 20 hours of labour an over-tired and over-zealous anaesthetist nearly killed my wife and unborn daughter in the early hours by overdoing the epidural, and four hours later I watched the paediatric team resuscitate my seconds-old daughter while I watched helplessly and comforted my wife.
I was a Paramedic at the time and knew exactly what was happening to both of them but just had to stand back and hope everybody did their job as well as they could.
I could have been completely and utterly alone from that day on, but a few people did their jobs fantastically and I have my wife and ten year old daughter to smile with every day.
If that's the best day of your life, then you must've had some really dreadful days, because what you describe sounds like hell.After close to 20 hours of labour an over-tired and over-zealous anaesthetist nearly killed my wife and unborn daughter in the early hours by overdoing the epidural, and four hours later I watched the paediatric team resuscitate my seconds-old daughter while I watched helplessly and comforted my wife.
I was a Paramedic at the time and knew exactly what was happening to both of them but just had to stand back and hope everybody did their job as well as they could.
I could have been completely and utterly alone from that day on, but a few people did their jobs fantastically and I have my wife and ten year old daughter to smile with every day.
I was at the birth of both of my sons and they were right up there with the worst days of my life. Sure, having a healthy baby handed to you at the end is fantastic, but that doesn't make up for the awfulness of the proceeding hours. Watching your wife/partner in agony for ages cannot form part of anyone's best day, surely???? Unless you really dislike them!
Sorry, but kids' birth is a no no from me.
jshell said:
Threesome with two impossibly pretty brunette girls that I'd introduced to each other.
Oh Christ, I really, really, want that to be true, you lucky s.o.b.I had a similar deal with 2 sisters in Bristol when I was about 27-28,
I know it was true, because I was there, and remember it vividly.
I told a few guys when I got back to London, and they said, “Were they twins?”
I said, “No”, their attitude was, “Not twins? Meh, we’ve all been there, done that.”
Frank7 said:
Oh Christ, I really, really, want that to be true, you lucky s.o.b.
I had a similar deal with 2 sisters in Bristol when I was about 27-28,
I know it was true, because I was there, and remember it vividly.
I told a few guys when I got back to London, and they said, “Were they twins?”
I said, “No”, their attitude was, “Not twins? Meh, we’ve all been there, done that.”
Very, very true! Twins, huh, maybe I should have lived in London!! That's the gold prize on the top shelf...I had a similar deal with 2 sisters in Bristol when I was about 27-28,
I know it was true, because I was there, and remember it vividly.
I told a few guys when I got back to London, and they said, “Were they twins?”
I said, “No”, their attitude was, “Not twins? Meh, we’ve all been there, done that.”
jshell said:
Frank7 said:
Oh Christ, I really, really, want that to be true, you lucky s.o.b.
I had a similar deal with 2 sisters in Bristol when I was about 27-28,
I know it was true, because I was there, and remember it vividly.
I told a few guys when I got back to London, and they said, “Were they twins?”
I said, “No”, their attitude was, “Not twins? Meh, we’ve all been there, done that.”
Very, very true! Twins, huh, maybe I should have lived in London!! That's the gold prize on the top shelf...I had a similar deal with 2 sisters in Bristol when I was about 27-28,
I know it was true, because I was there, and remember it vividly.
I told a few guys when I got back to London, and they said, “Were they twins?”
I said, “No”, their attitude was, “Not twins? Meh, we’ve all been there, done that.”
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