Easter Sermon

Despite choosing the Griffin Hotel as the location for my Easter sermon

it was a rather disappointing turnout.

Still, it hardly warranted incarceration.

Actually, I wasn't being punished; the manny was risking life and limb to bring me my very own Easter Bunny

followed by a liquid dose of Easter chocolates.

No wonder I feel dishevelled today.

Oh for a babycino

Visiting Ninni and Babar's house is always such a treat, and we like to make ourselves feel right at home.

I love feeding the fish

and exploring the backyard.

But cafe society is so overrated.

Chere maman and Babar weren't too impressed either.

Luckily Ninni was there to liven up the atmosphere.

And I was finally given a drink.

Even if it was rather tart.