There's not much by way of celebrations between Christmas and Easter. The solemn darkness of deep winter. At least not now.
It was completely different when I was a kid, as I had to go to church.
Lent played a big part in our lives: Shrove Tuesday, Ash Wednesday, Palm Sunday and Maundy Thursday and so on.
These starter blocks for the coming huge Easter festival meant confessions, communion, ash crosses on my forehead, palm cross making in school and church and ringing church bells. All this built up to the incensed eggstravanganza that was the Easter festival.
As time went on the religiosity of it all faded from our Lancashire home and we were eventually left with just the sweet bits: valentines cards, pancakes and chocolate eggs.
Not to be sniffed at though, Pancake Tuesday was always important for obvious reasons and remains so on Moonbase. Back in the day the only toppings were sugar and Jiff Lemon on my parent's table. Nowadays our pancake spread is festooned with every conceivable garnish: of course sugar and lemon but also maple syrup, nutella, jam, peanut butter, cooked meats and my personal favourite, cheese.
And so it was Pancake Day just gone.
Yet there is nothing quite like a stack of freshly cooked pancakes anytime. Not just Pancake Tuesday. I can eat them whenever and often do!
Leftover pancakes cold from the fridge are delicious too!
Do you like pancakes readers and what are your special tips?
Did you get any gifts, prezzies or toys during the months before Easter?
