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The hotel very kindly left us a basket of choccie eggs in case we felt homesick…meanwhile the Easter bunny left a trail of brightly-coloured foil-covered treats that our kids and their cousins hunted down in the early morning. We didn’t have long…they were already melting.
How come the Easter bunny knew to leave eggs in the hotel, our little girl asked. Yup, a good question. Will there be an unharvested trail of eggs back in our garden in Oxford? And anyway how does Fr Christmas get around the world in one night?
Meanwhile Bali is providing me with more pampering and luxury than anyone has a right to expect. The fact that it’s so undeserved only makes me enjoy it all the more. If we only enjoyed things we truly deserved in life then how could we enjoy anything nice? Its like the parable of the vineyard, I’m like the last worker to arrive at the vineyard, being paid as much as the ones who got there in the morning. And it feels pretty, pretty good!
That isn’t ‘Catholic guilt’, btw, that’s just plain old hedonism.
MG Harris
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One reply on “Easter in Bali”
That picture is really cool and you are so talented i am reading invisible city at the moment and have just got to where camila dies boo hoo