4 April

Remember the days when you’d hide the box of goodies under your bed, adding to them every week then keeping an eye on the ever-growing choc-fest…ahhh, the memories. I can still smell the mixture of going-off bits chocolate mingled with the smell of the plastic little bowl. A friend of mine’s sister used to find all her sibling’s lent boxes, suck on all the chocolate and eggs, then leave them back – she wasn’t eating them after all, so as far as she was concerned, she was high and dry. Any good Easter memories of years gone by? We’d love to hear them….