I'm going to bite your head off

I don't know when it's Easter, not really bothered.  It'll probably be on a wet day, freezing cold and when the national road network is clogged with grumpy families stuck in queues due to road repairs - on second thoughts maybe it'll just be clogged with cars damaged from hitting potholes.

As a special treat MrsDB allowed me to have a cake this morning.  It was squidgy, sweet and sickly.  I ate the lot.

It was only a small cake.