Well, what can we say, except, that yesterday was a really lovely day, a day that we hope Bertie and Iris will always remember, even if we were, yet again, a little remiss on the taking photos front when things got exciting …….
We were up early preparing for our guests, I was in charge of setting the table and the food ……
….. I think I managed to use every pan, bowl and spoon we had, but judging from all the empty dishes (and licked plates, in Nigel’s case) plus requests for seconds, I think my roast gave a good account of itself.
…… and scattered over the lawn for an Easter Egg Hunt, and foam pads attached to a certain little madam’s egg and spoon, assuring said egg a safe (and secure) passage during many hotly contended heats and finals of our festive Egg and Spoon races, which were Iris’s very favourite activity.
Bertie’s favourite was Darrell’s bubble machine, with bubbles billowing out over the garden and river.
When I asked Darrell what was the en-trend way to wear them this year he replied “We’re already rocking them, dear boy, what more can I say?”
Our first Evesham Easter was, emotional, in many happy ways. When everyone had gone home and all was tidied up, we were finally able to put our feet up and nibble on the festive treats the Easter Bunny had left us, safe in the knowledge we couldn’t have done any better ……. and look forward to many said Evesham Easters to come.