Apr 16, 2006 09:18
Taking a (well-deserved) break from sprout-peeling. Don't even like the bleeding things, but don't tell Mum I've said that.
Mum's been planning her usual epically-proportioned Easter feast this year, and naturally I've been roped into kitchen duty. Fleur volunteered for decorations, and I must say she's done a lovely job with our admittedly limited resources. Everyone else, myself included, have alternated helping when Mum's around and skiving off whenever she's not. (I shan't name names as there's no point singling any one person out; we'd all much rather lay about and listen to the wireless on the week-end than peel sprouts, but that's hardly Mum's fault.)
Harry, I trust you'll be coming over to help us polish off this groaning board? Merlin knows we'll never finish it all ourselves, not even as leftovers.