Mr & Mrs Smith have just spent a very pleasant Easter in Yorkshire with Mrs Smith senior. I got a Cadbury's chocolate Easter egg with a Cadbury's cream egg mug but no actual cream eggs which, I don't know about you, but I consider a bit of a swizz. Mr Smith kept moaning about his lack of eggs so I sent him and the dog out in the garden on an Easter egg hunt. They were quite a long time. Well, he's not the sort of chap you'd encumber with an Easter egg; it's another festival he considers a waste of money. However, he did manage to produce a Green & Black's organic chocolate egg for me. Goody goody gumdrops.
I went for a wonderful long long walk along the Trans Pennine Trail. It was a microscopic portion of the Trans Pennine Trail but took me a good two hours what with hills and valleys, dells and dingles - well it was rather picturesque. I now want to walk more of it and am determined to cover coast to coast (Hull to Liverpool) before I die - maybe next month - though I will only tackle the East half this year then the West another time.
Everyone was happy with their bunny egg cosies. And I am so happy I never need to knit another one though Mother in Law did squeeze a last one out of me on Easter Day as I sat knitting with her reading me the pattern. Mr Smith pearled his way of to golf.
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