Nom...

..Nom nom, going on outside.
On greenery.

Nom nom nom going on inside.
On chocolate.

I waited until (a most restrained) 9am before I opend my bunny (dark, of course).
I (upon my person) am wearing the little bell it sported around its neck when it arrrived.

I was reminded of a dear elderly relative, who, on cooking a (family-sized) Christmas lunch, with all the trimmings (with string tied to the sausages in the oven, so she didn't forget them (this time!) and everything...) had absent-mindedly popped into her pinny pocket a little Christmas bell (which had adorned some wrapping label earlier in the day).
She was also wearing a very smart (Christmas Day) New Outfit.
The new frock had a little tie bow at the front, with silver tips.
On our arrival for the feast she was preparing I told her she looked lovely.
'I know dear', she replied (frazzled!).
'But I don't think I'll be able to wear it much, the bell on this bow is driving me round the bend'.

May the bells of rainy Easter chime happily for us all.

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