Breakfast, buns, chocolate, lunch, buns...

...chocolate, dinner, cake, sandwich, red wine, chocolate.

That was about it for today. Cholesterol Easter Sunday, what a pig out.

Failed to relax, although did have a lie-in. Had to run a co-axial cable around the conservatory, which meant a lot of banging in of cable clips and cutting holes in door frames. Had Lawrence of Arabia on in the background. Or Orens as he seemed to be known amongst the Arab tribesmen.

Lots of birds in the garden when I had time to look up from my task. At one point there were three tits on the feeder. Awesome. And two pigeons walking around the garden in one of the dumbest mating rituals known to man. Pigeons really are pointless. Tom Lehrer knew it:

All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev'ry sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.
When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright,
Ev'rything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

If you don't know Tom Lehrer you haven't lived.

Anyway the cake - this is the cake what The Dizzle and I made with quite a bit of input from TSM on the upper deck. I am usually a total fail when it comes to cake making but this is actually scrummy. Not nice to look at but gorgeous in every other sense. Have just decided that next time my No.2 son and I do baking we are going to make a Lemon Dizzle Cake (geddit?)

Finished the day by collecting The Girl Racer from Luton Airport after her latest snowboarding trip. And no Luton Airport is not a funny song. Go look up the lyrics yourself if you are under the misguided impression that it is...