WAS the Easter bunny good to you? We’re not a church-going family, as those who follow me on Twitter will know. Sunday morning the boy was rocking out on Guitar Hero, while I was running around the house shutting windows so those singing hymns in the church next door didn’t suddenly break out into inappropriate song.

People seemed quiet this Easter. News reports talked of more people attending church this year, seeking they surmised, solace in tough times.

My garden and the great outdoors are where I find moments of solace. I do wonder though where the children, all older teens and adults, find theirs. This family is so busy with part-time jobs, fulltime jobs, voluntary work, university study, HSC studies, sports and friends. We all come together over the humble cup of tea. Over a pot – or two or three – we share thoughts and ideas and fears and hopes and recollections. When all is in a state of chaos, a cup of tea is a known salve.

These teeny tea cups are the last item I have to share from an earlier op shopping frenzy.