| (Dorchester) A burly bunch of drowsy
daffodils danced through the serene streets of dull Dorchester on Monday
morning. The dreadful daffodils were beastly buoyant in celebrating spring sunshine and the departure of deadly snow. They entered |
an entire front-garden-row to duly decorate the bare grey ground with their cute colours. Singing spring songs, the daffodils began to drowsily dream and managed to make Dorchester perfectly prim for Easter. Happy Easter, everywhere! (ALL) |
| (South pole) Brave Easter bunny excellently brings e-bound
Easter bunny eggs. The beautiful bunny became more modern and more modest mean men might mean by privately providing pretty presents for boring bunny day. However, he had not hideously hidden them in the huge human habitat, but in the intercultural internet. So, if some sad souls are savagely searching their secluded cities, it might meanwhile make them miserably mad. Unless engaged others otherwise acted, no nog nor any Easter egg will |
apologetically appear. Still, there is some enchanting chance of certainly saving some secretly stored sacred sample. Some saint-like Samaritan should share the said sacrifice for the sake of the salaamic salutation and sane salvation of shabby sceptics and stop this sacrilegious sabotage shown by some sadistic saphead. Beware of the bold belief that the beautiful bunny barely brought bare baskets! Why wail willingly and wearily waive when you can wantonly wallop the world wide web? (MF) |
Daisy Daffodil - An Easter Addict
| (Holme-upon-Spalding-Moor) There are loads of
people waiting eagerly for the arrival of spring, mostly in the hope of
better weather and new flowers. However, there are some people to whom
spring is nothing and Easter everything. Daisy Daffodil, whose real name is
Eugenia Waverley, is one of these Easter addicts. Brian Cullen went to
interview her. BC: Miss Daffodil, you've got an... er... Easterly house indeed. DD: Oh yes, I delight in all things connected with Easter. Come in, young man, and have a bit of homemade eggnog with me. BC: Oh, all right, then. Tell me, just how many bunnies are there in your garden? DD: Do you mean real ones or their little artificial friends? BC: Both, I think. Yuk! There's a duck! DD: But of course there is. And there are hens everywhere as well, careful where you sit, they love laying eggs on chairs. BC: You have a constant supply of |
Easter eggs like that. DD: Absolutely. By the way, I've got 40 real rabbits outside and 20 artificial ones. BC: Do you think they can hide eggs? DD: Don't be silly, young man. This is not the Easter bunny we are talking of. I just happen to like rabbits, they are cuddly and cute. The same goes for ducklings and so on. Here, sit down. BC: Thank you. Your eggnog is fantastic, Miss Daffodil. DD: Thank you very much indeed. It must be the fresh eggs, you know, that make the difference. BC: Sure. Miss Daffodil, what made you become an Easter addict? DD: Many reasons, indeed. For one, I just love eating egg-shaped things and eggs in every variety. Nothing delights me more than fresh daffodils and tulips, and the bleating of lambs and the soft song of young birds! BC: I see. Do you always decorate your house that lavishly for Easter? It must be a lot of work to put up all those pictures |
and painted eggs and stuff. DD: Oh, but I don't decorate it only for Easter. I keep the lovely things all through the year. BC: All through the year? DD: Of course. You know there are people who keep their Christmas decoration the year round, but that's so stuffy and pompous. This here is so much cuter, don't you agree? BC: It certainly is much brighter in colours. DD: Exactly. Is that all you wanted to know? Not that you aren't welcome, but I earn money selling painted eggs, and there's a huge order waiting for me. BC: Oh. Well, thank you very much for your time and patience, Miss Daffodil, and happy Easter to you. With Daisy Daffodil, we wish you a very happy Easter and a lot of eggs. By the way, Miss Daffodil, thank you so much for the beautiful egg we got from you, we put it onto our favourite office tree! (BC) |
Cooking and Slicing
| Again, Harriet Kettle-Stove agreed to give us an
insight into her kitchen and her handicraft. Needless to say, Easter brings
out her finest cooking once again. Enjoy! Dear cooks-to-be, It is spring and Easter is fast approaching once again. Most of us will have a family round, celebrating and talking and eating, of course. This means: You have to return to your kitchen, clean your pots and pans, have your wand at the ready and start cooking. Perhaps one or two of my Easter delicacies tickle your fancy. Why not surprise your family with the following gift? Nougat Eggshells For ten guests, you need ten eggs. Blow out the egg yolk and white gently, so that the shell remains intact. A spell will do the trick, but only if you are very, very careful. The shell must not even suffer the faintest crack, mind that. With the yolk and white, you can prepare scrambled eggs or use them for dough – whatever you like. Now heat nougat gently until it is almost but not quite fluid. Close one of the holes in the eggshell with a bit of chocolate, then gently fill in the nougat until the egg is full. Put it in a cool place and wait until the egg is cold again. Paint and decorate to your liking. If you put it into egg cups, your family will certainly mistake your nougat eggshells for real Easter eggs. Or have them enjoy tea and an | Easter Lamb
Cake Mix a simple dough from flour, sugar, butter and eggs. It depends on the size of your lamb how much of each ingredient you need. To add a bit of flavour, use vanilla. To get a perfect lamb, there are two ways. Either you own a metal lamb-shaped baking form, or you are a very able wizard or witch and can form dough at will. Either way, bake the lamb until it is nicely browned and well-done. Add powdered sugar like a dusted version of sheep wool. If you want to, bewitch the cake so that it gently moves and bleats like a real lamb. Just cute! Of course you can also get your cousins all tipsy over Homemade Eggnog You need 250 g sugar, ½ litre milk, 6 egg yolks and ¼ litre rum. Cook the milk with half the sugar. Beat the egg yolks with the remaining sugar over steam. Gently add the milk mix to the egg mix and sir on until the mix gets thickly. Pour into a bowl using a sieve. Add the rum carefully and stir again. Now fill your eggnog into bottles and stopper them. Keep stored in a cool place. You see, there are loads of ideas to make your Easter meal a really enjoyable experience, with a lot of seasonal touches to it. As to the main course, soup and so on, please buy my new book Easter in England – a magical cooking tour with Harriet Kettle-Stove, available at any good bookshop. Happy Easter wishes your H. Kettle-Stove |
Horticultural Horrors
| (broom Headquarters) Sorry guys, couldn’t stop her. There she
was storming into our office and feeding Geronimo with her latest oeuvre.
Please read on for there are no pains without gains. Domicillium Meum est Cista Mea pro Nido Meo - My Home is My Nesting Box Dear gardeners, owners of green fingers and everybody else, isn’t it just lovely outside? The grass is growing, flowers are blossoming and birds are trying to find a new home. Obviously, there are many things which have to be done. If you newly moved to a Muggle area make |
sure that you at least pretend to be pushing your lawn mower. And about high
time, too, to do something about the grass in your garden… The flowers won’t need much care now. Just let them blossom and attract bees. And if you stop to smell at one of them, make sure not to sniff in one of those! Of course, you can start making plans for your garden. You can select seeds and some might even be ready to be sowed. However, another topic should be much more pressing than this: Your birds are desperate for an intimate new home. They want to raise a family and therefore need some solid walls around them or at least some twigs for a floor. |
What are you supposed to do? Buy, build or borrow some nesting boxes. There
are numerous models that are for sale in various shops. Naturally, you can
take the one or other bird for support. If you are capable of doing so, you can build the nesting box yourself. Take some pieces of wood – board-shaped would be best – cut them to the right form, take some nails and plasters. There you go, almost done. Certainly, there always is the easiest way of just stealing – sorry, borrowing it from your neighbours’ garden. Make sure to do this at night, otherwise, you might find yourself in your own sort of nesting box. Happy Easter, (LPG) |
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Easter Eggs Disappear Mysteriously
| (The World) Each year, children are puzzled by the
mysterious disappearance of colourfully painted eggs and chocolate bunnies.
What makes the business even stranger: On Easter Sunday, they reappear in
moss nests or in corners of flats. Dustin Dulles went to investigate this
secret. It seems as if there is a dark bond between the malicious, egg-hiding and chocolate-stealing Easter bunny and parents. Parents often set out to buy delicacies for their offspring. However, they hide the goodies all the time until – |
yes, until the Easter bunny takes hold of them and hides
them even more effectively. To find out how this happened, I hid myself and
watched. In the night before Easter Sunday, I witnessed parents sneaking out of their bedrooms and distributing eggs of every kind in their flats. Some even went outside to fill moss-made nests. There was no bunny to be seen around – but I was so tired that I fell asleep at once, so it might be that the bunny came in between. For certainly, when I woke up again, all |
the eggs had gone! There was not a single egg left in its hiding
place. I thought this outrageous and see it as proof for the existence of
the malicious Easter bunny whose favourite prey are Easter eggs of every
kind. (DD) We have to add on behalf of broom’s reputation that the children had been awake for hours before Dustin had slept off his excitement and had already found all the eggs. So, dear kids, you will get eggs, and of course the Easter bunny doesn’t steal eggs but brings them. (BC&MF) |