And here he is, Mr Caddy aka The Tiny Terminator.

Apparently officially a member of the SAGA crew (Sex And Games for the Aged), with thoughts of having the wind in his, errr hair.

Thanks for coming over to see Mrs Fogg who has been a little under the weather.

I spy with my little eye…..

Can you tell what it is? Yes it’s a rail currently sitting 1 to 2 inches below te water level, with a train driver gingerly moving at 5 mile per hour, so the 25 minute journey increased to 1 hour 10 mins. Good luck getting home.

You could understand the appalling infrastructure in the UK if we had never ever had bad weather, but don’t worry I’m sure some “out of touch with reality” councillor or ministers will blame it all on carrier bags and melting ice caps!

I was duly reminded by Mrs Fink that all the cool people celebrate Christmas in March (from our joint newly created tradition in 2012). So yey we have the rehearsal on Dec 25th and then the real thing will be March 9th 2013.

What a cracking way to do it, twice the fun and twice the prezzies, whoo rar!

Not bad for the tail end of summer, sat having lunch in a beer garden with the sun beating down as we chill for a few minutes before, deep intake of breath (drive 90 miles to the butchers, collect dry cleaning, get hair cut, wash 2 cars and a motorbike, clean the windows, wash all the clothes and then make tea).

As you can see it was gloriously hot by the way Mrs Fogg has a winter coat and scarf on.

Tomorrow, a chance to lay in past 5.30am before we start the housework and ironing.

Who said life’s not full of excitement? Still only 3 months and 2 days to Christmas.

So The Folks are off exploring the US, whilst we all try to make the most of the tail end of the ahem “British Summa”. So in celebration of all things colonial we decided to toast some Marshmellows on an open fire while we plan the Route 66 avec Harley.

After a nice chilled out weekend, we decided the best way for Mr Fogg not to kill himself by falling out of the tree trying to cut branches off, is for Mrs Fogg to lasso the branches, pull them down and saw them off. Only problem, Mrs Fogg couldn’t lasso to save her life, still attempt 15 was funny to watch.