I’ve become accustomed to the affectionate and overly generous gifts of our neighbours across the way, but I’m at a loss to explain the second-hand chocolate easter bunny and the can of sardines included in this morning’s otherwise pristine and explicable selection.
Maybe someone au fait with pagan customs can elucidate…?
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Could the sardines be a your neighbour’s version of Poisson d’Avril? Why the chocolate bunny fricassée beats me. I’d ask, curiosity only kills cats, after all.
Maybe he confused the multiplication of bread and fish with Easter…
I’ll take the sardines off your hands.