Earlier this week I explained why I thought Easter kicked Christmas’s butt.  Today is Good Friday, and it has been a good day indeed. After going for a quick 3km run this morning (I wanted to run 5, but my knee played up at the 2km mark), I had @Boo_Squared over for lunch (I had promised her Nigella Lawson’s slut spaghetti), then settled in for an afternoon watching Game of Thrones (she had read the book and I told her she must watch the series). I first watched this series over Christmas in a TV binge. In two days, I had