They’re not ours

I don’t usually buy Easter Eggs, there’s too much packaging and not enough chocolate. This year I thought I would treat me and the hubby to one, they came on the delivery last night but when I went to help K unload the crates he was just about to give them back to the delivery man because we didn’t order them. Thankfully they were recovered and we can enjoy some chocolate at the weekend.
Much cooler day today. We’ve sorted someone to come and fit a new boiler which is good news looking at next week’s forecast.