Maybe it was finishing up those bottles of wine last night, or maybe it was the loss of the hour, but either way, somehow I don’t quite make it to Sarah’s greeting Easter service in the park opposite her church at 6am.
Fortunately her parishioners are more motivated and 27 turn up for what might now become an annual affair. Sarah is delighted at the turn-out, even though it means she and her colleagues are somewhat zombie like for the 10.30am service and she only lasts until mid-afternoon before having to give in to sleep.
Phil is also delighted with the dawn-break events, but his pleasure is derived principally from the spectacular flames he achieved through a careful match to the chopped up church Christmas tree used to create the Easter fire from which the Easter candles were lit.
In fact he is so animated as he relates his tale of pyromania that I’m slightly nervous leaving him in the lounge with lit candles whilst I prepare tea. Tonight we have smoked salmon and palm hearts in a lemon vinaigrette, followed by veggie and preserved lemon tagine with couscous (hey if ain’t broke…) and finished off with the remaining half of the cheesecake.
Right…that’s me done with the whole cooking/entertaining thing some time I reckon.
Normal service will now be resumed.
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