UPDATE: sorry for radio silence have been egg hunting and Simnel cake eating and sneaking in an Easter family run...
So I have found the sender!!!!!
It’s also not a simple explanation and you need a (not so brief) back story...
Years ago (we’re talking at least 16) my grandparents gave my sister and I miniature ornament gifts. They were very sweet and thoughtful but weren’t something we’d have on display.
One of these was a 3cm high kingfisher figure.
This started a game of trying to sneak the kingfisher into each other’s homes by whichever stealth means possible.
It started with us lobbing it inside each other’s car as we drove away or chucking it in a handbag or baby bag. This progressed over the years and the kingfisher has since been baked into a cake, posted to Thailand inside a cracker to be presented by waiters on a plate on our Christmas Day honeymoon meal (that one was explosive), flying in helium balloons in my sister and my brother in law’s bridal suite at their wedding, hanging from the rear view mirror when I collected my new car. You get the gist.
Now The Kingfisher hadn’t been seen for years and I’d totally (clearly!!) forgotten all about it....
Until FaceTiming my sister and her family this morning whilst my parents visited us and ‘showing’ them the mystery box (which of course I’d checked with her yesterday and of course it totally wasn’t from her and she was as clueless as me etc etc!) and as she was talking me into opening the box (resealed expertly) and unwrapping the egg (pretty good job at rewrapping!) I felt the weight of contents inside it and I just KNEW!!! The Kingfisher had returned home!!! They’d cut into the egg. Inserted The Kingfisher. Meticulously resealed it...and well you all know the rest!!!!!!
So mystery solved. No poison. No explosives. The Kingfisher has Risen!
Happy Easter All (we’re busy plotting our revenge attack)