It’s been a glorious long weekend; a rich and hectic mêlée of friends and family coming and going, of feasts and wintery walks, with the frenetic, chocolate-fuelled hedonism of toddlers tempered by evenings in front of the fire with a glass of wine and some exceptionally fine grown-up company. It was blissful.
Today we had the long-awaited Great Egg Hunt, and the day dawned chilly and bright, with anticipation reaching fever pitch by lunchtime. Eggs were laid throughout the garden, and this tantalising invitation was visible from the kitchen window and the driveway as Harry’s friends began to arrive…
Lola the rabbit - Harry’s favourite hand puppet – welcomed guests from her lofty basket on this ancient delivery bike (another eBay find), surrounded by narcissi, balloons and golden chocolate eggs; a promise of what awaited our hunter-gatherers.
Inside the house, egg-hunting baskets stood ready for collection, from pint-sized hooped baskets for those still a little unsteady on their feet through to magnificent wicker hold-alls for those determined to speed like minesweepers through the undergrowth in search of every last egg…
The race was on; stragglers who were still wrestling with wellies or dithering over basket choice soon caught up and the hunt began in earnest
Every garden nook and cranny was investigated in the hunt for Easter treasure
The eagle-eyed followed signs placed in vintage chimney pots and scattered throughout the garden…
The egg hunt was followed by a festive party tea of sandwiches and cakes for anyone who still had the space left for it after the chocolate-fest of the afternoon, then every small egg-hunter left with the contents of their basket and a bag of Bunny Tails, made by filling disposable icing bags with marshmallows and adding gift-wrap paper top cut with pinking shears and a free graphic from here;
Guests could also choose a bunny balloon, which I made by customising simple pearlised balloons with bunny ears cut from vellum, and a hand-drawn face. I added a bow and then threaded and glued a stripy straw onto each stick (I got quite into this; I can forsee a future post with a menagerie of balloon animals; consider this fair warning..)
Tea was followed by games and general mayhem, as the sugar kicked-in. The clear-up was worth it…. a day thoroughly well-spent.
Tomorrow brings a return to the fray; nursery for Harry and work for us. Bags must be packed and diaries checked; alarms set and clothes located. Until then though, plenty of time for one more favourite activity. This book might finally be the one I manage not to drop in the tub…




















