Easter Edd

I'm always amazed by Eddie's ability to smell the merest hint of chocolate. Although this box looked ok I opened it to find the egg smashed to tiny pieces, I knew Eddie would have fun trying to hoover the speckles of chocolate up. It kept him occupied for quite some time, but you have to imagine this blip performed at top speed around the kitchen and hallway, to the sound of Eddie's growling.

I took H to the cinema and a couple of shops this morning to see how she got on walking around, but she's still got pain in her joints. It's not worth going to Wales, and our trip to the zoo seems unlikely as well thanks to the steep site. Not the Easter break we were expecting.