The thing about compulsory holidays is that they're usually more depressing than they are relaxing. Don't get me wrong, there's a lot that's right about Easter, Christmas, Melbourne Cup Day and all the rest but there's always a slightly forced edge to any celebrations. Easter especially managed to achieve this for me this year. There's the obvious problem with it that it makes me miss my younger siblings and cousins and of course the combination of tonnes of chocolate and a sudden awareness of how much winter paunch I've gained... never a great mix.
One thing that was great about Easter over here though was the Easter Sunday Dinner. Full sized roasts, vegetables, sauces, pies and desserts. That right there is a tradition I can get behind. Might be something to bring back to the Aussies one day.
