Easter for me was 1 car accident, 3 swims, 1 finished book and an ‘almost’ surf (squeezed into my wetsuit, board tucked under my arm, ankles wet and then face to face with the ferocious surf I thought it was best left to the professionals – I’m just a learner, so I’m allowed to chicken out). I lost count of how many eggs I ate, all I know is that being the only one of my generation at the beach this year I got a lot of eggs and there aren’t that many left.
There were also four delicious cocktails, one car argument, one sting (still debating cause of sting) and three random dead rats.
Highs and lows as they say – low for Luke’s car, my growing waistline and the rats.
On a more positive note, the highs outweighed the lows and full credit goes to the weather which was so glorious one prime-time news story consisted of a reporter wandering around the beach asking bystanders what they thought of the sun. After she filmed a few comments: “it’s the summer we never had”, “oh yes the weather is lovely”, “so nice to get to the beach” she tucked into an ice cream. Story finished and inspirational news reporting achieved.
Once your insulin levels are back to normal, try making some handmade chocolates. You get to use your favourite chocolate as a base and fill them with delicious flavours like passionfruit, sour cherry and candied ginger.