The annual Easter egg hunt...
Every year for as long as I can remember my mum has always arranged two Easter egg hunts for myself and my three siblings. The first is a simple go out in the garden and find a certain number of eggs each and for the second we are each given eight clues which lead to our egg. This may sound straight forward, however these clues are created by my mother who's thinking is often somewhat skewed. For example 'If you're cold use my nuggets to keep you warm' lead to a clue in the coal bunker, simple? No. We all went to the freezer in search of chicken nuggets... So each year we all partake in these hunts and I am (of course) always the winner. This year was no different. The first hunt began and I set off in the garden, almost immediately grabbing my 4 eggs and announcing my victory at the top of my lungs, then relaxing back into my spot on the sofa to finish my coffee as if nothing had even happened. Then the heated second hunt came. We set off and I found my f