A day of gifts

My day was pleasantly interrupted by the delivery of a rather fine looking Easter egg from my niece.
My niece sent me a photo of one of the books I’d sent to her and li’le Sofia that had arrived in Switzerland.
C sent me a photo of the brioche and marshmallow chicks that I’d sent them from my friend’s daughter’s new small baking business osobakes.
I’m turning into my dad, slumping into a dry sherry and have just watched The Third Man after a day consumed by less ordered eating. The inexplicable joy and relief of stopping.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=te9fqm6rUPY