T is for Too much

There are things I can have too much of:
Pie
Noise
Alcohol (sad, but true)
People who don't say thank you when you hold doors open or stop for them at zebra crossings
Wasps
Blogging (but only after the strain of thinking up things for the A to Z challenge)
Being told jokes I don't understand (or find funny)
Exclamation marks
Traffic wardens

And things I can't have too much of:
Love (soppy, but true)
Friends and family (ditto)
Oranges
Babies (I wanted lots, but husband drew the line at four)
Flowers
Bach (the composer, not the Rescue Remedy)
Diving off a boat into clear, deep sea under a blazing sun
Jokes I do find funny
Woods full of bluebells, preferably beneath canopies of pale new beech leaves
Blackbirds singing
Writing a best-seller (this hasn't happened yet, or you would have heard of me)