It happens every year. I feel gloomy all week and then on Easter Sunday I wake up a new woman, put eggs, chickens and rabbits all down the centre of the table and dotted all round the garden at The Warren. I feel renewed and I can eat chocolate again. Yay!
This is an annual ritual. Before renewal the dark days have to be lived. I accept this today so take to my bed on Maundy Thursday and count the days to the release of joy. It’s here today with my family around my table. Organic lamb, mint sauce, jersey royals and spring greens. Followed by the chocolate cake I gave you the recipe for a while ago, decorated with the bunnies seen above. All’s well again in my fantastic world. Happy Easter!