The eggcellent eggseum

At our morning meeting share on Monday, we all talked about what we had done for Easter and it hit me...I had not taken part in the usual family tradition of egg decorating. How could this be? Well, the absence of my mother explained a lot, so in her honour, I quickly set about arranging a belated egg competition.

Then came the question "Are you going to do one?" "Of course," I replied, "and it'll be hard to beat so you'd better get cracking (ha ha) and put your thinking caps on!"

After much deliberation, I settled on a shark...



...and placed him in the eggseum ready to snap at the competition, and what competition there was. We had a butterfly, a race car, a clock, a rabbit, a dog, a hockey player, a unicorn, some farmers and lots more.

The voting procedure was rigorous but the winner was...

My shark didn't even place...pah!

Our last job of the afternoon was to go pace egging and roll them down the ball field bank. If I say we did boot camp among the egg yolks, you'll gather this wasn't a particularly civilised affair. Fun though! Another tradition shared :)