Anita Robinson: Guilty memories of burgling the Lenten sweetie jar

As Easter eggs accumulated in the sideboard during Lent, the daily chore of setting the dinner table became an exquisitely refined form of psychological torture
IN the rainbow-coloured days of remembered childhood, Lent was relentlessly grey. Forty days of unremitting gloom punctuated by one of gloriously green self-indulgence from which the countdown to th[...]

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