Words from an Irishman on his way home...
Thursday, 1 April 2010
A preemptive strike
Seeing as how I managed to forget Saint Patrick's Day this year, I am getting in there early to wish a Happy Easter to all my family and friends all over the world.
These little chickies were a present from my folks - knitted for charity by a sister in their church. Pretty cute, eh? I think it looks like they're just chirping up a storm of Easter tidings.
They came with chocolate Easter eggs in them, but someone must have broken into my apartment when I was out and stolen them because they have been strangely empty for several weeks now.
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