Happy Easter, y'all

I'm never sure whether Easter proper falls on Good Friday or the Sunday, but I think I've gone on about that before on this blogsite (possibly even last year?) so I won't retread that path today. But I will wish you the happiest of Easter weekends, and May The Gods of Chocolate Bestow Their Many Treats upon Thee.

For me, the weekend is about supervising four days of activities where we not only have a full allocation of holidaymakers, but also day visitors coming onsite for our special Easter shenanigans where every child gets a photo with a character and gets sent away with some goodies. So I have the stress of making sure we have enough prizes to go around and enough DBS-checked staff on hand to make sure the hundreds of little ones don't wander off places they're not supposed to go and end up neck-deep in pondwater or stuck underneath an arcade machine. So, as you can probably tell by the tone and content of this posting, my anxiety levels are a little raised!
The lovely thing (well, I think its lovely) is that my sons get to come and see me at work and enjoy the fruits of what I do in my day-to-day life away from them. Well, I say 'fruits' - in this case, of course, its unhealthy snacks, but I think you see what I'm trying to say. it was lovely to have them come and visit last year, and they're excited to do it again this year. And I've managed to wangle a couple of days off next week so I can actually spend some time with them before they go back to school.

RC 3-4-26