Easter, that is.

I love Soda water. Club soda. Sparkling water. Whatever it’s called! And I always feel smug when I’m drinking it, knowing that I get all the bite of an ice cold coke with none of the “needing to walk for half an hour to net zero calories”. …but eating half a bag of mini-eggs ain’t doing me any favours, especially being in social isolation, being mostly stuck at home!