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My daughter had a smarties one. There was a small tube of smarties inside, and just a milk chocolate egg with no smartie bits in it or anything. I agreed with my daughter, a poor effort indeed.
I had to go to B & Q this morning and remembered that somebody had given me an egg at work yesterday and I had left it in the car. Scoffed the whole thing by the time I got back home.
“What is a club in any case? Not the buildings or the directors or the people who are paid to represent it........."