Easter tale of the unrisen muffins

Since a group of us had to turn up at the crack of dawn to prepare for the Easter morning service, I had grandiose ideas baking muffins the night before and carrying in a basket of lovely muffins to feed the hungry hordes on duty at the ungodly hour, thereby earning their everlasting gratitude :p But alas, it was not to be! Instead it's 1300-13-1300 for breakfast.

A Blessed Easter to those who celebrate the resurrection of Christ. Jesus is risen but my muffins are not! )):