My grandson came to stay last weekend, and I asked him on Sunday what he would like for breakfast. He said he'd like a boiled egg. I'm hopeless at cooking boiled eggs. They are either really snotty or hard. "Wouldn't you rather have a nice poached egg?" I asked (I'm good at poached eggs). "They're only like boiled eggs without the shells". "Not really, Nanny," he said. "Shall I ask mummy to teach you how to cook shells?"
How do you acknowledge Easter.