Lily was well up for it, and she streaked across the garden, barking madly as she chased the ball, bounding over a bench on her way. Emma laughed, "I think I might have to look for you more often, she'll be knackered if you do that often enough. Which is good, cos Ang cooks a great feast and I'm well stuffed and feeling lazy."
She patted her stomach, but I can't argue that the food was excellent, and the British and Belgian Chocolate is just, totally beyond compare. Did you do anything for Easter?"