Monday, 2 April 2018
EASTER MONDAY
The religious people have done their thing and now hopefully are enjoying a holiday Monday without feeling that they have to pray and or flagellate themselves.
Richard is being nice to Robert which suggests that he might have a birthday or something coming up soon. The old guy turns 96 this year I think.
I don't know why they call this Monday 'Easter Monday'. The Christians don't have any official day named 'Easter Monday'. Mind you the whole concept of Easter isn't really real in religion - it was a fabrication of the Catholic Church a few centuries ago. They cobbled together pagan beliefs and rituals and applied it to some sort of time governed by the movement of the sun, moon and planets. Anyway, it keeps Robert happy. He can talk to his flying mythological friend and ask it for things.
I've had an enjoyable Easter even without Easter Eggs (the chocolate sort not those boring painted ones that Europeans make to disappoint children). We had Hot Cross Buns bought from Countdown that were singularly awful - dry, flavourless and bugger all sultanas. Next year I'll make my own.
We have a guest staying and another friend around for dinner last night. We've been for coastal walks and swims every day and yesterday I played 9 holes of golf with my sister and family. The weather is gorgeous.
I've just been for a long kayak around the bay and then for a swim and am now enjoying a flat white coffee made in my trusty Espresso Vita machine.
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So, what's that about? Well, Richard made this comment to Robert on his latest post: He's right on.
8 comments:
Well, this post tells us lots. Did you do any practice?
I practised making coffee.
"You over looked that the date of easter aligns with the birth of Christ not the moon."
What?
I thought that was what Christmas was all about.
I went for another swim this early evening after mowing the lawns.
I stepped on a stingray and don't know who was startled most - it or me.
God's plan for you, oh old one.
It was just a fish. I don't know what you two jokers are worried about.
We're worried that this post is now two days old, you lazy Curmudgeons!
Anyone who likes your site will have had to read this post a few times by now.
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