Ages ago I wrote about Leftwing Idiot’s giant 4.5kg Easter egg. What to do with it has been the subject of much discussion. Before he went away he gave me and our friend Bunny permission to eat it. He told us he’d be pleased if it wasn’t there when he got back.

Bunny’s staying for a few days and we kicked off our programme of fun together by making a start on eating the egg. My Tourettes found this very exciting.

I kept shouting “Bunny’s got chocolate on the carpet” even though she hadn’t. I also ticced “Don’t head-butt the egg” as I hit myself on the head with a slab of chocolate.