Tuesday, 12 April 2011

it's the egg man ... i am the walrus?

Over the last couple of days we've had a lovely unexpected delivery of eggs from our neighbours.  It's heralded by a knock on the door early morning with the youngest boy,  in his pj's,  greeting me with eggs in hand.  I love it when the eggs are still dirty and warm when delivered. Thanks guys.

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