This year we stayed at home for Easter.
Previously we’ve been to France but without a house, it’s much more expensive and less appealing. So we stayed in London and had a surreal few days where we completely lost track of time and the days all felt like Sundays.
We ate Hot Cross buns, had a Mexican fiesta of Baja Fish tacos, went to see a film for old people (The Sense of an Ending, very good and worth seeing) and had a Sunday with the clan. The icing on the cake was a Mad Men marathon where we didn’t leave the house for hours.
It was a rare chance to stay at home and relax.
We went back to work reluctantly. It was “need another week off” Tuesday.