I'm thankful for the fingers with which I am typing (my own), and that the Wehrmacht were ground up to shit in the east. I'm thankful for the peculiar environment in which I was raised by parents who were deeply concerned for my welfare and believed in the values of worldliness and compassion. I'm thankful that Alan Turing got a great film made about him in The Imitation Game. I'm immensely thankful for Morrowind. I really like those milk cartons that have the cap in the corner and don't include the fiddly ring-pull that spills the milk. I'm thankful for all the dogs I've crossed paths with and patted on the head and most of the interesting things in the air, trees and ocean. I'm thankful for the hedgehogs that amble through the grass and the grey squirrels who bounce along the top of the garden fence.
I'm thankful that I was born during a particularly good and hopeful year, and I wasn't brought into lean times or war. I'm even more thankful that I have developed improved perspective by meeting and talking to people who did not share my conditions by dint of being born a little earlier, a little later or just a little further away on the terraqueous globe.
I'm also very thankful for words like terraqueous, sandpiper, manatee, marmoset, booty, blimp, boobies, bangers, snorkers, wonga, synthetic, polycarbonate and oscillation.
Oh, and I'm thankful for helmets. But that should go without saying.