An egg hunt? Really?

Hope you had a nice Easter Sunday. We did. This was the centrepiece of our dinner table. But before we could eat there was the little matter of the Easter Egg hunt. This is a tradition in my family - apparently. I wasn't here last year so it was all new to me.

They started looking in the living room, and they said: "Come on, Winnie. It's fun. Come and join us".

"Really?" I said. "You need me to get up?"

Then the trail led outside. So I stretched, and kind of joined in. If it had been a turkey hunt, or a rabbit hunt, or a cat hunt or a squirrel hunt I might have been more enthusiastic.

It seemed the Girl Of The House had found something. Let me see....!

They were just little nests with pretend chicks and eggs in. But all the searching did result in chocolate treats for the GOTH and the BOTH.

And I got my turkey dinner - so I was happy too.

• Can I ask any of my blog friends who've not visited JD and Max's commentathon to pop along and leave a comment? They want to raise £200 for the Crossed Paws organisation which helped pay the vet bills for a brave little fella called Richie - who sadly died last week. For every comment left on their blog post about this between now and April 29, JD and Max's mum will give £1 to Crossed Paws up to £200. So please go along and offer your support.