Jan

23

Eggmas

Filed under: Uncategorized — English Mum @ 10:24 am
 

My weekend from Crapsville has decided to extend itself into the week from Crapsville (I will tell you one day, I promise, I just don’t want to jinx anything). So I was halfway through my supermarket shopping today and decided to pop a therapeutic Cadbury’s Creme Egg into my trolley (ooh, I love Creme eggs - that beautiful, gooey centre - yurmmmm). I started to ponder why Easter eggs are being sold in January (I’m not complaining, honest), but then I thought - hang on, I shouldn’t even celebrate Easter really, because I’m just not religious in any way, and it’s probably a bloody cheek. All the religious people probably look at all us heathens eating their Creme Eggs and get really annoyed.

When I say I’m not religious, I don’t mean like an atheist or anything - that’s too strong. I went to church when I was a child, sang in the choir and all that, but I don’t know, somehow it’s just not for me. I’m all for anyone else believing in anything they like: God, miracles, fairies, Santa, whatever. Don’t shoot me, but I’m just one of those people that’s not good at abstract ideas. At the risk of sounding too much like a Vulcan, it’s all too illogical for me, I’m afraid - believing in something that can’t be proved, crediting something invisible every time something goes right, and then not blaming them when it goes wrong?? Nah. Too complicated. As Charles Darwin said, ‘I cannot persuade myself that a beneficent and omnipotent God would have designedly created that a cat should play with mice’. Fair point, methinks. Still, I have the utmost respect for everyone’s religion and find it all fascinating. I think if I was going to be anything, I’d be a Buddhist - they seem a nice gentle bunch. But then as a self-confessed spider murderer that’s probably not for me either.

And then I thought maybe us secular folk could celebrate something slightly different, like Eggmas or Spring Chocolate Break or something. Oh, but then does that mean I shouldn’t really celebrate Christmas either, which is a bummer? But then I got to the checkout and realised I’d forgotten my shopping bags (curse this green nation!) and then I forgot all about religion and eggs and chickens and Christmas. I’m dead fickle, me.

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  1. Spring Chocolate Break - classic! Although I must say that the Daily Male is also slightly peeved at the early appearance of Easter Eggs. There was a time when Cadbury’s built up the eggs-citement around their annual launch.

    As for sugary centres, it’s all goo-d.

    Comment by 73man — January 23, 2008 @ 10:45 am

  2. Easter is very early this year (the weekend after St. Patrick’s day), hence the early arrival of the eggs.
    It also means two bank holiday weekends in a row! :D

    Comment by 5h4mr0(k — January 23, 2008 @ 11:04 am

  3. MMMmmmm gooey creme eggs, havnt had one of those in ages. Damn, now I’ve got to go get me one of those.

    Comment by aidy — January 23, 2008 @ 11:49 am

  4. mmmm I got my first box of 6 creme eggs LAST week, one box down and one almost empty, oops

    Comment by Natalie — January 23, 2008 @ 1:04 pm

  5. Cadburys Creme Eggs are the Food of the Devil.

    And all of you are under his hairy, toasty thumb.

    Yellow fondant - BLEEUGH! XP

    Comment by Jennynib — January 23, 2008 @ 3:32 pm

  6. Love creme eggs :-) But of course, this begs the really big, crucial question, bigger than any religion-related debate… How do you eat yours?

    Comment by Wee Jen — January 23, 2008 @ 4:05 pm

  7. Hi there - I’ve just found your blog by accident following side bar links - tee hee - loved the mental picture of the greyhound doing an ‘It’s a Knockout’ game up and down the stairs with the footwear - I’ll keep popping back to make myself smile :o)

    Comment by Anne Bebbington — January 23, 2008 @ 7:47 pm

  8. Someone enlighten me ….. why do we eat chocolate eggs ?

    Comment by Moon — January 23, 2008 @ 8:35 pm

  9. 8 comments! Gosh, I feel all popular now.

    73: Your puns get worse. Pun-bearable in fact. Heh.

    5h4mr0(k: Ah there you are - where’ve you been? Kept checking back but no you! Two bank hols y’say? Woohoo!

    Aidy: Ohhhh yes. Gotta be done. Lots! ;-)

    Nats: Good grief, girl - you’ll start to look like one!! x

    J: I knew you’d mention that I have horns. My thumbs aren’t hairy though. Honest!! x

    Wee one: Bite the top off, lick out the goo, then the choccy shell goes in all at once (I know, I’m a fatty). You?

    Anne: Welcome! Everyone, this is Anne. Anne: this is everyone. Pull up a chaise longue. Glad you liked Bertie’s nest building. He’s intellectually challenged, bless his furry boots.

    Moon: Eggs..Easter…resurrection…new life…chicken babies…yada yada. I dunno actually. Jen??

    Comment by englishmuminireland — January 23, 2008 @ 9:56 pm

  10. Hi fellow English mum1

    I found myself telling my NS age boys this morning that God created Eve from Adams rib….but rounded it off with, ‘well, according to the Bible, but other people believe other things, shit look at the time, late for school….’ creme eggs, urgh!kids
    love them, but then they don’t know what toothache feels like!!

    Comment by Queen of Clean — January 24, 2008 @ 1:23 am

  11. With a cup of tea in hand, I nibble of bit of egg, take a slug of tea, nibble a bit more and then start on the goo. I try to make it last but inevitably cave about halfway through and snarf the rest of the chocolate. Followed by some more tea because it makes the chocolate all melty-nice :-)

    Comment by Wee Jen — January 24, 2008 @ 9:58 am

  12. Queeny: Howdy! Hmmm…sounds familiar! Ahhh yes, my #2 son would eat chocolate until it leaked from his orifices if I gave him half the chance. I’m a total hypocrite though - ration the children whilst secretly stuffing my own face full of the stuff!!

    Wee One: Mmm nice technique. I’ll have to try that. I did discover that they don’t go nicely with red wine last night. Unlike Green and Black’s which is a combination made in heaven! xx

    Comment by englishmuminireland — January 24, 2008 @ 10:43 am

  13. Pay Attention Class! :)

    We eat eggs at Easter to celebrate the concept of resurrection (a la JC) or rebirth (a la loony druid types). Originally, the hen sort, fabulously decorted (think Fabergé) and then, greedy piglets that we are, turned the whole thing into an eagerly anticipated Chocolate Gorging Scoffing Orgy. Sluuuuurp! :P

    Uh-oh… TWO English Mums? Hey, 73! Is there a spare bed at your place?

    Wee Jen; Snarf. Heh, Heh. Will be using that one today… :D

    Comment by Jennynib — January 24, 2008 @ 2:25 pm

  14. A nice polite round of applause for our guest speaker here today everyone…the lovely J! Ooh Fabergé! Ooooh…chocolate!

    73: Don’t take her in. She drinks all your Merlot.

    Comment by Englishmuminireland — January 24, 2008 @ 9:23 pm

  15. Spare beds at mine?! I was thinking of decamping to the Alexander Hotel for the entire weekend myself.

    Comment by 73man — January 25, 2008 @ 11:17 am

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