My memories of Easter include lots of chocolate – Easter egg hunts around the garden; those yummy caramel filled eggs with the bright pink foil wrappers that you can no longer buy; Cadbury’s Creme eggs that were considerably larger than they are now; mini eggs by the bagful (I may have had a slight obsession with these). When travelling in Australia in my twenties I even asked my mum to send over some British made Easter eggs (if anyone has been to Australia you will know why). Sadly though none of these memories are possible to replicate. My life long intolerance of dairy which meant that by my teens I could only eat the little eggs went into overdrive after J was born and I can no longer tolerate any dairy at all. J can not tolerate dairy either, so we have to look at alternatives and have a Free From Easter instead.