Back in 1997, when I was a young food writer and had not yet cracked up from the constant flood of press releases, I made Observer readers a promise:
No egg puns. Specifically, not these:
And to my knowledge, in the ensuing 15 years, I never have. (I also continue to honor my pledge to never use a "thyme" pun.)
So, in the coverage leading up to Easter, I am not to blame for any egg puns you might see committed by The Observer.
Yolk puns, though, are entirely possible. I'm only human, people.