6am found a bleary eyed Easter Bunny scampering skipping trudging round the garden hiding eggs in seriously cunning places – prickly berry patch being one of them! At least the weather was good this year. Last year it was pouring, and a wet bunny is not a happy bunny – there l was in my pjs and wellies, more drowned rat than Easter Bunny. As usual the Bunny left his map on the front door ready for action.
Idgy was up and about and armed with ferret and basket ready to hunt at 7.30am. Ferrets are very good at map reading, it is a skill perfected over the years, along with hang gliding and skuba diving.
Eggs are found all over the place and happy hunters retire to house with their loot.
3.30pm and Colette and Simon arrive with neice and nephew for another hunt. The Bunny has of course done 3 extra maps different to the morning map. What a clever old bunny!
The hunt is on!
Digging in the undergrowth and climbing trees.
They are a happy band at the end of the hunt. Now on to a bit of a Greek Easter treat. An egg tapping contest. I had dyed eggs red (the traditional colour in Greece) and the kids had to take turns to tap their egg against the others. The winner is the person with the intact egg.
We were blessed with the most beautiful weather. Perfect for egg hunts and playing in the garden. Colette and Simon then took all the kids off for fun at their house.
The Easter Bunny then sat back with a cream egg and a glass of wine. More Vicar of Dibbly than Jessica Rabbit l fear.