So June is here tomorrow morning and as with the last day of May I will be watching sunrise at 3.30am courtesy of our little grot Mr Spike who kept me awake from 12.44 am until 5am.
Summer we love ya
So June is here tomorrow morning and as with the last day of May I will be watching sunrise at 3.30am courtesy of our little grot Mr Spike who kept me awake from 12.44 am until 5am.
Summer we love ya
What to do on Bank Holiday, well I was supposed to be working, sorry scrub that I was told I would be working but I got away with that.
So a free day now and where does Mrs Fogg take me, Bridlington, the poor mans Scarborough (only just, it is a toss up which is worst),
And here we is sat in a cheap and nasty fish and chip shop enjoying all the sights have to offer (doddering ole farts, tab smokers, chavs and slappers), no different to many other UK towns today.
A pleasant change to see the dirty crude oil slick commonly known as the north sea (where our fish has just come from)
It’s really crappy here.
So to the show and before we start the tickets were only £10, well not the most polished of performances, one woman with what can only be described as a tyre mark tattoo across her back and another that both I and Mr Caddie were convinced was a bloke (Mr Caddy actually started shouting at the stage “It’s a Man!”). The performances were ok, but we all had fun gettin tiddly howling at the stage and watching a woman get her baps out to waggle them with tassels on. More entertaining as mentioned was the audience and their attire. We all chatted to a family (well mother, daughter, the mums toyboy who was huge and the daughters boyf) who appeared to follow this show around the country. I personally didn’t hear anything the family were saying since I was concentrating on the views very hard.
Both Caddie and I got ever so slightly tiddly but the night was fun and entertaining all at the same time. can’t wait for the next fun night.
And as you can see Mr Caddie has his dirty flashing mac ready for the evening (beer and drool optional)
We got up late, enjoyed the limited sunshine and went to look round some other peeps houses, still no joy yet tho. Mrs Foggy has also had 2 golf lessons, is whacking over a 100m and managed hole in 1 (fluke).
Next weekend it’s off to see a Burlesque with Caddies (needless to say Mr Caddie and Mr Foggy are quite looking forward to it).
I have a wonderful life, a beautiful, intelligent wife but still ponder what it is all about.
Alcohol, is it bad or does it make your thoughts less clouded? Who know but give me more.