On a purely materialistic basis, I've had many gig tickets bought for me, I always appreciate that.
On any other basis, there are many, but there is one that springs to mind.

It goes back to the time my sister was in hospital, quite unwell (shadow on an MRI, suspected brain tumour). I'd been bottling up how worried I was, until one friend asked how I was, and I just went to pieces. He gave me a hug, and took me for a pint. At that time, it was exactly what I needed, and it really sorted me out.

Alt: As long as the person doesn't gain a complex about it afterwards, yay.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Wed 7 Sep 2011, 11:11, Reply)