We always have a family lunch on Easter Sunday. Jamie and Nera (and, this year, Brendan) come to us and we have a feast of prawns, smoked salmon, chicken, my celebrated fruit platter and, occasionally, a crayfish. The weather is not wonderful today but no matter. However, Jamie rang an hour ago to say that both Nera and Brendan are sick and they won't be coming. He'll come and take a share of the platter home to them but it will be a lonely Easter lunch for just Marilyn and me. Oh, well, it isn't the first time there's been a change of plan, and it won't be the last.
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