Thermo 4 Life

– And Found the Magic Instead –

Easter started with sea salt on my skin and magic in the air. I got home just before 7am, after an early morning dip in the sea—my own quiet ritual of renewal—and walked into the warmest scene: two of my children curled up on the sofa, giggling at Bluey, already halfway through their homemade chocolate eggs, which had been left out on the doorstep by me (a.k.a. the Easter Bunny).

They hadn’t had a proper breakfast. They hadn’t brushed their teeth. That didn’t happen until around 9am—and for my youngest, not until we arrived at the egg hunt and she sat at a picnic bench serving up a bowl of Weetabix. Teeth were brushed in the car. Routines? Totally abandoned.

But the joy? Overflowing.

We broke up the chocolate parade with an 8am swimming session—an hour of splashing, laughing, and much-needed movement. It gave the day a rhythm and helped reset their energy.

There was no roast dinner. No lamb in the shop, and honestly, I wasn’t looking for it. Roast dinners take forever, and the kids don’t really enjoy them. So we made Sri Lankan chicken curry instead—prepped earlier in the day in the Thermomix so it was ready to go when we were. Served with rice and flatbread, it was warm, vibrant, and stress-free.

In the afternoon, we hit the beach—a stony, classic UK beach: cold, windy, and wild. We chased the waves, threw stones into the sea (again and again), and created little artworks with pebbles. Wrapped up in coats and dry robes, we soaked up the raw beauty of it all.

Later, we spent an hour in the games room—a new favourite. Foosball, pool, table tennis… and lots of lessons in teamwork. Sometimes they worked things out beautifully. Sometimes they didn’t. But they’re learning.

Back home, we read a few articles from The Week Junior during story time. I always learn so much alongside them. One story led to a funny conversation about the saying, “Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day… (if you know, you know) And from there? The kids asked me to start teaching them how to cook – Possibly my favourite moment of the whole day.

This Easter wasn’t polished or traditional.

It was chocolate before breakfast, Weetabix at a picnic bench, teeth brushed in the car.

It was laughter, learning, sea air, and a curry we didn’t have to cook at dinnertime.

It was presence over perfection.

Happy Easter—however you choose to celebrate.

Thermo Nikki, with Love xx