Two sweet Easter surprises today.

The first, a personalised Easter card which read to "Aunty Angela".
This amazing child not only has great taste but has a first class career ahead of him in manual dexterity. How a new born baba can pop himself into an Easter egg beats me.
He'll go far...

The second surprise was a handmade Easter card from my long lost Aunty Ivy. In it she wrote that the only thing that matters is being happy. And she's right of course. And happiness is defined by many as having what you want. I disagree, to me happiness is receiving two unexpected cards on a rainy Thursday morning.

On the culinary front I'm baking lemony chicken tonight, will have glazed carrots and rice with it. Totally at a loss as to what to serve for pud. Talking of pud...I made half a pint of butterscotch sauce the other night. It was so gorgeous I nearly fainted.

I see the blasted railway people are threatening to upset travellers. I hope the workers come to some agreement with the guys in suits because it's so annoying being held to ransom by a man who looks like he drives everywhere.


Quirky Mannerisms #1
I purse my lips in a dirty fashion when thinking of non-housewifey things.