I decided on a visit from the Easter Bird (as prompted my Auntie M yesterday) only to find that I had no food colouring in the cupboard. I thought I would use my noodle and go organic and try dying some uncooked eggs with beetroot chutney overnight. THIS DOES NOT WORK. There was a slight tinge to the shells but nobody would be able to tell. I then found some green colouring and put it in the cooking water as I hard-boiled the eggs, only to find that the shells did not take on any of the green (apart from a bit one one of the whites that escaped and Pickle thought looked like a green poo!)
Anyway, the bird came and went like a flash (as he always does) and the fact that the eggs were egg-coloured bothered nobody (apart from me) and Pickle and Cornichon found a lovely tea-towel nest with 5 hot eggs in it outside in a plant pot and thought it was great. Pickle told me that they were the best eggs he had ever eaten and that he liked the Easter Bird and I was happy. I have to day that I ate most of the eggs but they were still great. Even though they were egg-coloured instead of green. I do not like green eggs anyway.
We had lunch with Mr Gherkin's Mum and Dad and the boys stuffed more chocolate there. I had trifle and a magnum and then chocolate pudding for tea. Weightwatchers has gone out the window today but I cooked up a load of veggies that were festering on the fridge tonight so I could well get back on board the WW bus tomorrow. I certainly need a boot up the backside on that front.
I have just realised that I have not introduced the tribe yet. More on that tomorrow.