Do you remember last Easter when it was so hot all the Easter eggs melted? No chance of that this year up in Norfolk, it was freezing. Lulled by weeks of London sunshine I seriously under packed and I suspect Eve and Leah’s abiding memory of Easter 2012 will be that I didn’t bring enough socks.

Besides organising the best Easter egg hunt ever in her lovely garden, Grandma also serves Rice Krispies in individual boxes for breakfast, this is the epitome of culinary sophistication for Eve and Leah.

Eve and Grandma sharing a moment.