Good Friday is usually very much a potter-about-the-place day, between the rituals of hot cross bun making and egg decorating and whatnot. But then on an unexpected whim, we ended up playing mini golf and it was more about the dodgy putting.
By the time we arrived home, the hot cross buns were ready for the baking
and in lieu of fish, seemed an appropriate(?) sort of Good Friday dinner
and then, er, breakfast.
In a pottering about fashion, I did manage to decorate
(Spot the easter bunnies)...
Happy Easter/Happy holidays, lovelies!