Chocolate eggs from the hens

It has always been a bit of a mystery. How do the wrappers get on the eggs? For the new readers among you, I need to explain our Easter family tradition. The night before Easter Sunday, the chickens are fed a little bit of chocolate. The next day they are let out of their hen house and they lay beautiful chocolate eggs around the garden. Simple.

The children rush around the garden, collecting the eggs. There are squeals as they find another clutch of chocolate eggs. We only have three reliable layers, so each clutch consists of three eggs. Fortunate when there are three children in the family. Each clutch is collected and put in the basket.

The hens lay these eggs in… the most unusual places. Up trees, on wheel hubs, at the top of slides. Unbelievable places.

Once the nests are all raided, everyone retires to the kitchen and shares the eggs out. Simple. Each year, as they munch on the first egg, they ignore certain other questions and speculate about how the hens wrap the eggs in foil.

I’ll spare you all from a list of these ideas. This year they hit on the idea that Father Christmas’s elves must help. Makes sense. It should be a more relaxed time of the year for them and they are well-practised experts in the art of wrapping.

Personally, my money is still with the newts. This one was found loitering near the house, today. Look at the fingers. Surely they could wrap an egg in no time.

Hope you all had a lovely day, whatever you did.