Why don't we jarp any more?

I have been to Oxfam to buy the vegan fairtrade Easter eggs, including some little ones for the Easter hunt.

The egg hunt may be one of those weird traditions that keeps going because we don’t want to disappoint our (now definitely adult) children and which they persist in requesting simply in order to humour us.

Some family Easter traditions we no longer observe, for instance, jarping.  Nigel’s Northumberland Grandmother was know as a “terror for jarping” – it involved hardboiling eggs and then using yours to whack other people’s – a bit like a game of conkers.  We also used to do egg-rolling – each person decorated a hard boiled egg and set it rolling down a hill (or in our case, the kids’ slide) and see which went furthest.

But wait – I think I can work out which family member is the true motivator for some traditions persisting and others not.

Looks like anything to do with boiled eggs got canned, whereas anything to do with chocolate eggs continues.

Somebody who dislikes hard-boiled eggs but likes chocolate.

Carenza!