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There has been a veritable chocolate egg famine since the end of my childhood and then suddenly this year - boom - an egg explosion (I’ll refrain from saying egg-splosion) with eggs coming from every direction.

A Darth Vader egg from Paul to me, an After Eight egg from me to him, six creme eggs between us from mum and Andrew, a Flake egg from Helen, and two Nestle eggs from Paul’s aunt. That’s five full eggs and six creme eggs between us. It’s a conspiracy to make us fat. Fortunately I have steered clear of them all so far, and had my best session in the gym for ages tonight. Running, rowing, cross-training and cycling. Very aerobic-biassed, I guess, but at least they are all calorie burners, so they would have got rid of the remnants of the cake we ate at Trevor and Jon’s this evening. Likewise, last night’s run hopefully got rid of the massive Easter lunch we had at Paul’s mum’s, after which Kaevarn roundly beat me 2:1 at Rummikub.

And so tonight is my last night of cat sitting. I find that quite sad, actually. She is curled up here on the end of the bed as I type, purring away. She is very affectionate at night-time, and will happily come and sit on your lap as you read your book. That’s not something she’d do when the sun was up for fear of being seen by the rest of the neighbourhood gatos.

Tomorrow I move back home, so I have tidied up here and restocked the fridge after a hellish bank-holiday trip to Tesco. People in there are so rude. I was stepping aside to let a man the size of a cross channel ferry squeeze by with his trolley when a woman and her kids went blazing through, forcing us all out of the way. No please, thanks or excuse me.

The captain of the ferry just looked at me and raised his eyebrows, then hauled anchor and moved on.

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