Joy of joys I discovered that the ice-skating world championships are available via BBC iplayer. What a shame they are not broadcast on mainstream TV, so much talent on display, not least from the two British teams 😊.
Given my love for the Moon, I am surprised that the news of a successful launch taking 4 astronauts to fly around the Moon was not the first item here. Surprisingly, I think it is because we are now so used to seeing astronauts on the space station that it did not seem any different when images were shown of the astronauts going to the Moon. The grainy black and white images from 1969 were so much more exciting!!!
The grumpiness continues, this time regarding hot cross buns…Waitrose (that traditional supermarket) offered a wide variety of flavours with a statement in their magazine that the hot cross buns were for all year not just Easter. I was horrified. I recall the days when they were only available on Good Friday morning from bakers. They were exciting, tasty treats. If something is available all year, then it is not a treat.
We took part in a quiz on Good Friday, winning the best prize of all. Coming last, we were awarded a box of tasty, fresh, real eggs. Eggs that can be turned into more treats.
Easter Saturday saw me glued to my seat, breath held, as the university rowers battled against the ravages of a storm ridden Thames for the annual boat race. It was brilliant! And great views of the best river in the world.
I have to admit to a disappointing Easter Sunday. It is my favourite season and much more joyous and colourful than Christmas, but this year, our local church went with substituting the traditional Eastber service with the popular (and rightly so) more informal monthly service. We had been attending this and thoroughly enjoying it but I found I missed the usual Easter communion, the sprinkling of special water from leaves, the renewal of baptism vows. It felt joyous but somehow hollow. The Easter bonnet parade was a fun addition and I always love a chocolate egg, although having refreshments before the service rather than after is something I felt really uncomfortable with. However, when we had the monthly informal service, those attending the normal communion had to have their refreshments first as that was a shared event between the two groups of people.
Karen Hedges 