Easter Sunday, and up we were with a whole boiled egg and camp coffee for breakfast. The time dragged as we waited to put on our new stockings and shoes, and “Was it gong to rain?” […] [Then] Gissing Church packed with daffodils and primroses, our clean choir caps and capes, the thrill beyond measure to hear the rector announce the first hymn, “Alleluia! The strife is o’er!” how we sang. And later the beautiful anthem “Christ our Passover is sacrificed for us, therefore let us keep the Feast!” Every minute of it we loved, and how happily did we make our way home, polishing our shoes on the back of our stockings […]