If you've let yourself down by failing in your abstinence (or worse still, expect to scoff Easter eggs all weekend not having even attempted to give something up?) then there are ways to confess that don't involve giving some poor Catholic priest nightmares about your wickedness.

Adrienne (performance artist Adrian Howells) is once again in his confessional at the Great Eastern Hotel. You can confess in person, or compound your voyeuristic deviance by checking out the board containing the confessions of more repentant souls.

Then there's the rather excellent postsecret blog, an art project that invites us to send in postcards advertising with our secrets. For the less artistically-minded but equally guilty, you can post your confession anonymously at grouphug.

Try it, it's strangely cathartic, even with sins as dark as mine. And no, I'm not telling which one.