No, never entirely happy but that is just my pessimistic personality, inherited from my father. I can never do anything without thinking "What could go wrong?" In one way it's a curse but it has its good side, because I always make provision for trouble; for example, if you have a puncture I ' m the guy with the repair kit and the electric tyre pump. In the event of an asthma attack I will have the inhalers and steroids. A bit sad I know, but that's how it is. I just can't understand people with a "happy-go-lucky" attitude, to me it just seems feckless. Sort of if I have a problem, someone else will sort it out.