In my local supermarket the aisles are bulging with chocolate delights of all shapes and sizes. Every colour and flavour assaults the eyes. Easter Turkeys, Stollen, and other confectionery swap the counters.
I used to love Easter - most Easters I'd travel, France or Italy, visit the great Cathedrals draped in purple, listen to the choirs and organists practice. I'm not overtly religious but I found a sense of purpose to be in those places at that time. Tomorrow I'm going to the great Cathedral at Belem, on the outskirts of Lisbon. Not sure what I'll find - I hope it isn't chocolate.
I used to love Easter - most Easters I'd travel, France or Italy, visit the great Cathedrals draped in purple, listen to the choirs and organists practice. I'm not overtly religious but I found a sense of purpose to be in those places at that time. Tomorrow I'm going to the great Cathedral at Belem, on the outskirts of Lisbon. Not sure what I'll find - I hope it isn't chocolate.