Day 49 - Eggcellent Sunday

For more years than I can remember, Easter Sunday has seen us in Lavenham, Suffolk, visiting my parents' home together with various permutations of brothers and younger cousins. This year was no different: we even had two brothers and families, plus a Kiwi second cousin, and greyhound Fern, all of whom joined in the festivities.

We had painted eggs the previous evening (duck eggs are best because they are white!) and these, together with a large number of chocolate brethren were to be hunted in the garden after breakfast.  We have had sunny Easters, rainy ones and even a few years ago a White Easter. This year was mild whenever the sun came out, less so when it hadn't, but nevertheless a good time was had by all.

There was even time for a pre-prandial pint at the Swan in the village - scene of both children's christenings - which set us up for a lazy afternoon of Heineken Rugby, family photos and a splendid Easter tea.  We shall make our way back to Cobham this evening, replete and sated and in need of at least 18 holes to walk off all the great food consumed!

I was pleased to see that the Club flag was flying today in Norfolk, West Virginia, as a good friend of ours was due to play in an Easter competition there and he shared the fact that he would do so wearing his Burhill cap in our honour: we hope Scott plays well and look forward to hearing about his hole in one...