All I can say is PIKNIC!!! Doh
Lil Piglet Has Had its Bacon
Lil Piglet has been with us exactly 2 years now, during which time I have managed just over 3,000 miles, 2 drops and 1 slide off at 40mph.
So long Lil Piglet, it has been a pleasure knowing you. Oink Oink
Summer Yey
Cars washed (yup I get the pleasure of cleaning Mrs Foggy’s manic monster), jolly out on my Lil Piglet, with the day rounded off with a dead meat fest, oh yes.
And now it all starts again, another week of work until the next BBQ weekender, 5 days and counting.
Batman’s Pants
The talking was so hard to hear over the music that you struggled to hear it (or was that just our little cinema), the baddie sounded like he was under water in a plastic bag, the story was written by a 10 year old and you could see the ahem supposed shockers coming as though they had a big flashy light on them, this film was soooooo bad.
The only saving grace was catwoman, otherwise I would have up and left.
Anyone tells you this film is worth seeing, obviously slept through the entire thing. and reading some user reviews it would I appear I am in a majority of 1.
The Dark Knight should give me back my money!
Life is F U N
Mrs & Mrs Caddy came over to visit, Mrs Foggy had booked an aromatherapy massage for her and Mrs CaddyFrog in Feb, but due to one thing and another it never happened. So this weekend it was rebooked, although the Caddys arrived late on Saturdays so it was a mad dash to get there. Mr CaddyFrog and I had a leisurely womble for lunch before a gentle strole back to sup some beer.
Saturday night we booked into Judsons in Pocklington for an evening meal and Mrs Foggy looked oh so WoW! (min you she looks amazing 247). A fun evening of food, chat, wine and laughter ensued until the wee small hours.
Today was a mixed bag of eating (Mrs Foggys amazing lamb shank dish), enjoying the rare appearance of the shiny ball in the sky and a trip to Langlands.
All told a very nice weekend of eating, drinking and chatting. Only 5 days until the next weekend.
Hippo Bath Day
This time last year she was sipping champagne in St.Lucia on a speed boat with the sunset behind her and this year, sat at work in Sheffield, oh well.
Still many Hippo returns and a whopping great Hippo Bath Day to you Mrs Fogg, the hottest an hardest working wife in the world.
We all loves ya.





