Easter Sunday at the Fields brought themed bunting (thanks Mas), bunny ears, small chocolate eggs, a welcome return to duty by Sarah who could be found under "her tree", and visitors from as far afield as Cardiff and Bristol contributing towards 5 first timers joining us this morning - even the sun made a brief appearance towards the end, and thankfully the ground has dried out so there aren't even muddy puddles to hop over any more.

21 happy (hoppy?) runners, plus a few of their coaches, were at a chilly start line this morning - and thanks to some generous parents who put their hands up to volunteer, we were ready to go just a little after 9 - Nick, as timekeeper counted them down and they were off. Speedy running at the front of the pack saw our first finisher come in 40 seconds ahead of the second placer, and after that there were a few close finishes, but more importantly a lot of happy faces...who'd all definitely earned their Easter Eggs.

Same time next week for more fun at the Fields.

Good to catch up with Mr T again this afternoon and I'd barely sat down before he updated me on his week, suffice to say it seemed we had a lot to catch up on...his list was a combination of the usual suspects from Tesco and Lidl, although we both feared that Sardines in Olive Oil would remain elusive (they were), and he asked that I also pick up some multivitamins for him too from H&B.

Once I was back with all the treasure, we turned our attention to hanging the sets of curtains that I'd collected for him a few weeks ago. Having realised they were much longer than his existing set (and so would drape over the radiators blocking the heat), we agreed that trimming them was the way to go - so with tape measure, scissors and the existing curtains to use as a template, I applied my amateur tailoring skills to get them to approximately the right length, and then rehung them using the existing curtain wire.

Mr T was delighted with the job, and I was rewarded not only with a cup of tea but a bag of carrots and potatoes too...Good Fridays don't get much better than this.

Mrs S was strangely apologetic about the shortness (?) of this week's dictated list, albeit it did contain all the usual suspects, and just as I was leaving she said "tomatoes, put them on the list too", so still a few aisles to explore to get what she needed for another week. The highlight though was her inclusion of a jar of both runny and set honey, which neatly set up this week's report title...if only she'd added a swede to the list it would have been perfect...