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Joanne Tracey's avatar

I think we had the same childhood. I used to hate though how we'd get to go to the Easter Show in Sydney every second year but we'd go on Good Friday so we weren't allowed to eat pies or chiko rolls or dagwood dogs (although it can be argued that there's not any real meat in the latter two). Mum used to say we'd get worms if we ate meat on Good Friday - or chocolate before breakfast. The two were obviously linked lol.

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Rose's avatar

I think we had fairly similar childhoods, only in different countries! I remember my Dad telling me that they had to try to find dye to colour the hard boiled eggs, and how difficult it was for them to find it. It looked good, but I was never a fan of hard boiled eggs! Kids can be so ungrateful!

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