Wow, Easter is nearly as good as Christmas! I woke up to a trail of little eggs and rabbits upstairs, had presents downstairs and after we’d been to see a couple of houses in Darlington and had lunch in the pub with Grandad and everyone, I had another egg hunt in my garden. Poor mummy is poorly today. We had to take her to the doctor in Darlington and she said Mummy has tonsilitis and has to eat lots of chocolate to make her better (at least that’s what Mummy tole us she said)