There is a bit of a lull in blogland at the moment, my usual bloggers seem to be resting and rather uninspired. I am no different. I blame the lack of spring weather. All I want to do is sit indoors. It is just too cold to go out. Talking to my son in Birmingham this morning he described snow flurries and cold winds.
Traditionally on Good Friday, our extended family go “egg rolling” up a local high point, Holcombe hill. After the difficult climb up the hill, the children roll painted hard boiled eggs down the hill and whoever gets furthest with an intact egg is the winner. We then all go back to my stepdaughter, Fashionista’s, house for pasties and mushy peas.
Initially I had declined the invitation of the hill climb and said I would met them at the house, but I awoke on Good Friday and the sun was shining, so I decided, life was too short, I would wrap up warm and join the egg rolling ritual.
I am so glad I did as I thoroughly enjoyed the fresh air and exercise the biting, chill wind had dropped for the morning and it was actually rather pleasant. This gave me hope that the spring WILL arrive. I had a horrible feeling we would go through to September and the winter would start all over again.
So here are some pictures from the climb. I know they are similar to last year but hey, this is the record of my life!
Bit of cheating going on here with an egg wrapped in silver foil!
Fancy living on the top of the hill like this!. Talking to the lady behind the counter I found she walked up and down the hill most days to go to work!
So a good day was had by all.
Those pasties and peas tasted so good when we finally got to them.
A year ago I was having afternoon tea in London.