Snow on Easter Sunday? Sadly, it was not proper, decent snow to have fun in as other parts of the country have had. We woke up to a slushy, drizzly snow – the kind of snow to hibernate i. And hibernate we did, with mmn… our Easter Sunday chocolate. And what chocolate? Never have I had so much. Eggs from parents and from Em, and her Grannie too, and a gingerbread bunny from Emma’s sister. There was one healthy option though, in the form of a suspiciously unmarked powder of brown powder from Em’s parents but this proved to be Egyptian herbs.