Wrong just wrong

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Picture the scene: Boxes everywhere as we are trying to pack all our belongings. Loads of empty boxes of electronic stuff because we keep them just in case Mr Fogg persuades himself that the latest and greatest might be better and I can flog the old version (complete with original box and all packaging) on eBay.

So, two very tired people last night were in our dining room trying to figure out how to get the hifi back into its box. It was definitely a husband and wife disagreement: Well YOU got it out, can’t you remember how the polystyrene fitted, Well YOUre the technical geek, and on and on we went……….. we tried before tea for about 40 mins, then after tea. My logic- throw the damn packaging, get bubble wrap. No no says Mr Fogg, ever the persistent type, it came out, it WILL go back in.

And then I noticed we were trying to put it into the box for the TV surround sound………………..

No comment!

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Cooo Eee Coooo Eeee Mr Shifta

Posted by MrFogg
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When one was a nipper back in the 19somethings, I always remember the PG Tips chimps advert (aka cruelty to animals dressed like hoomans) of “Coo Eee Cooo Eee Mr Shifta”. I always thought what a cool job it would be, as a removals man, yeh right. We have now moved 8 times in 10 years and it ain’t fun, least of all when you are also closing down an office on the other side of country on your own. Still I may not have Mr Shifta but I do have a Mrs Fogg!

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Bukke Ball Babe

Posted by MrFogg
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Well Mrs Fogg has had Bukke Balls for over a year now and done naff all with them, however at our Christmas do with the Finkies, Mrs Fogg was spurred on by Lil Fink making the cube and here we are a week later all cubed up and back in its box. The lengths the Mrs Fogg will go to pack anything in preparation for the move!

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It’s The Final Countdown

Posted by MrFogg
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What a hectic few weeks it has been and will be, there is an end in sight (I hope). Back from holiday at the end of Feb and Mrs Fogg already planned a move to a new house. All the hassle ensues, smashed up car (with all the insurance wrangles), estate agents, landlords, having to write our own contract, dealing with the current numpty landlord (aka Mr Clueless), removals, post office redirects, local council “we don’t recognise the new house you are movin into cos no-one OFFICIALLY told us it existed” and yet you granted planning permission?

On top of this we have day jobs and trying to arrange viewings of the current house since Mr Clueless is unsurprisingly absent on this element (as well as servicing the boiler, fixing the doors, cleaning the death trap that is the decking, getting windows to open or repair dodgy wiring).

So a 30 minute chill at the local swimming pool before Mrs Fogg insists on more house packing activities (even though we are paying someone else to do it! yes it’s the getting a cleaner scenario and tidying before they arrive). Personally I am bushed and need a holiday having spent the last few days stripping a warehouse and skipping anything not bolted down (and if it was I would rip it up).

Still once we are moved we get a res rightt, err no, gotta rebuild wardrobes, computer desks, beds and anything broken apart for the move and unbox EVERYTHING

Put it this way come June 2nd I am jumping in that 8 man hot tub and not gettin out.

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The New Chrimbo

Posted by MrFogg
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So this is what greeted the Finks for a weekend of merriment, good food, drink and games. But wind back the clock about 30 minutes with me and Mrs Fogg pulled down a country lane trying to change in the car, much to the interest of a guy who slowed down and stopped literally feet from us, patiently watching to see what happened next, pervy bugga. As we set off Mr Perv was still hoping for a night time fashion show!!

So move back to present time and there we stood banging on the door of the Finks whilst waving to passing motorists (imagine the tales they will tell their kiddies). We stayed up until 2am eating drinking and opening prezzies, ’twas Chrimbo all over again. Christmas day we ate stacks of food before passing out in the living room. Later on we played rounds of “Gestures” where you have to get your team mate to guess a word with only gestures, I do have to say that neither Mr Fink or I have any acting ability and boy did it show (Lion Tamers that look like scarey monsters, golf bowling umpires and the number 12) so we lost! but the girlies did cheat.

The night rounded off with a cracking 80’s movie (and as Mrs Fink pointed out Mrs Fogg almost pooped herself everytime something jumpy came up, and I provided the Brussel sprout effects). All told a
fantastic “New Christmas”

Cheers Finkies

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Who Wants To Sit on Santa’s Lap

Posted by MrsFogg
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Merry March, Ho Ho Ho. Here we go as we dressed for the occasion, Mr Fogg and I even dressed for the occasion. Fantastic evening with the Finks with food drink and fun.

Tomorrow we will be having a full Christmas dinner with party games.

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Twas the Night before March 9th

Posted by MrFogg
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Ho Ho Ho yes, tis the start potentially of a new tradition, Christmas Day in March. The Finks have got their tree up and ready for our arrival, Chrimbo songs, grub, falling down water and frivolity abounds.

Can’t wait, did no one warn them I have a habit of getting up at 4am on Christmas morning, hee hee.

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Stig o The Dump

Posted by MrFogg
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Starters orders and they’re off……..

WaiNui is now in the planning and execution phase. Being the picky buggas we are, we have insisted on rewriting the contracts (only 4 pages of changes this time). So contract signing this week and snagging carried out (more importantly for all you JubblyBubbly attendees we have changed the Hot Tub to a super king size, 8 man tub, whoo rarr, and Mr CaddyFrog leave the flippers at home this time).

Up this morning at the crack of dawn (hi dawn), and a quick clear out of our rubbish to the local household refuse site in the pouring rain.

Next stop breaking down those bloody wardrobes for the 4th time, gadzooks.

So any of you that have our address written in pen, you are really silly aren’t you!!

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The Foggs are on the Move

Posted by MrsFogg
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No surprise I am sure but Mr Fogg and I are moving house (again). We have managed an astonishing 2.5 years in one place and have the itch to move on.

Fate has played its card on this one, as alluded to in our previous blog.

So, there we were in New Zealand having a fab time and of course on return to the UK we were once again unsettled and suffering withdrawals from travelling. We would like to consider a move to NZ but that’s a big step with lots of processes to follow not to mention job hunting and all that. So perhaps not on the cards yet. So, we thought we’d have a change of scenery instead.

I had a brief look on the housing market and spotted a pretty looking house fairly close to where we are and opted to arrange a viewing- to consider buying or renting. We had a walk round and liked what we saw.

Now this is the spooky bit. We did not know that this house has a name: Wai Nui. Unbelievably this means big water in Maori!!!

All the last 3 rentals have also all been house names not numbers and don’t be too shocked – we are only renting for now 🙂

With odds like that we had to go for it. We have yet to ask the owner how the name came about.

House warming party to now be planned.

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