I still feel the same!
Easter was always about Lent ending to me. As as child, Lent was an insufferable length of time that stretched to infinity. I didn’t enjoy going to school. I didn’t eat sweets at school anyway. I just loved some timeout over the weekend with a book and a bar of chocolate.
I still do.
Suddenly Lent came along and stopped you in your tracks. Sacrifice? I may as well have given up happiness!
Easter started with Pancake Tuesday. It was fine.It just had that aura of the ‘beginning of the end’ about it as I attempted flipping pancakes.We were ten miles away from adventurous at all times in my house so the pancakes were basic with honey, lemon and sugar. I only add the good stuff now. Nutella. Strawberries. The pancakes seemed to cause arguments. We never had a decent frying pan for them, just the one pan from all…
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Lent came in with sacrifice and no breakfast. It’s like we were being deprived of chocolate so adults could watch us go into a frenzy on Easter Sunday.
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No breakfast! I know! I had forgotten the fast before communion…ahhh
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Not being Christian meant I got the joy of the eggs without the Lent bit!
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That is the best!!
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😀
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Did you know Sunday’s don’t count during lent? I only found out last year at the end of Lent I may add. I too am catholic and this post resonates massively with me. I can go your bread one I tried to give up peas one year my mam wasn’t having any of it!!
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Never!!!!! That was definitely NOT told to me…I will be asking stern questions.
If you really liked peas then it should have been ok…I think!!
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Don’t like peas I tolerate them on my plate haha! Yes really! if you work it out there’s more than 40 days and nights if Sunday’s are included. You’ve been robbed all these years!!
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I have definitely made up for It!!
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Easter was like Christmas in my Nana’s house. Did you do Easter bread with the dyed eggs in it?
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Never! That sounds super. Would love that.
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I was the exact same as a child, but I don’t practice as a Catholic anymore, so now Easter is about family and chocolate 🙂
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Which is just as sacred x☺
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For sure 😁
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We had to chose what we would give up. An easy one was no sugar in our hot drinks LOL Oh the memories of a Catholic upbringing 🙂
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I know well!!
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Loved Easter. Loved my chocolate bunny. Though I made the mistake of ‘saving it for later’. Which meant that one of my brothers always found it — and ate it.
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I was an only child for 12 years so I got away with murder that way😂
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My family had no rules! My parents were middle-class hippies – although my dad was a doctor – and their parenting was far too laid back to involve giving up anything at lent. That said, we had home dyed easter eggs…and a few choccie ones which were carefully rationed
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Sounds excellent!! Totally different to mine. Conservative to say the least…😣
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