For the first year as far as I can remember, there wasn’t even one chocolate Easter Egg in the house. How times have changed.

Being a recovering chocoholic, like so many of my readers, at traditional times like these it seems a shame not to join in with tradition. Why can’t times of celebration involve us consuming lettuce, or giving gifts of salad?

But my new found determination held me in good stead, well, up until yesterday, when I stumbled across a two for a pound special offer in my local supermarket. I couldn’t ignore a bargain like that.

Rest assured I gave one away and the other now sits on my kitchen table, it seems to be staring at me every time I walk passed.

So far so good, I’ve managed to ignore it. However, this could all end in tears. Let’s see how good my will power is.