it's for the small stuff that.....though perhaps insignificant.... makes you see life on the peachy side.............pour example

today for a walk to the shop.....i was on top of the world....the boss was whisking me down the street.... i had to keep my hands in my pockets to stop punching the air

and i get in somerfields and get a baguette and the champagne socialist press......and as i put them on the counter, the eccentric woman behind me (think late liz taylor in a wheelchair) goes...........'a baguette for lunch and the english papers....that's civilisation'

'yes it is'....i reply.....'yes.it.is'....and all seems right with the world

so now.....for good stuff.....the small but still good stuff.....i will cry....'that's civilisation'

for the delivery.....not sure whether to go for chest beating fervour or wry and cool holness observation.......maybe change for each situation....