Boo, poor ole Jen and Stu down with the lurgy, Chaz the puppy selling Herts Pasties for the day, which leaves the Foggs and the Finks to eat, drink and be merry.

A nice relaxin weekend of wine, Turkey and brussels. Needless to say there was a slight Fug involved afterwards (Le Petomane eat your heart out Brussels botty).

Sunday saw us all trundle down to your local sushi parlour for Sunday raw fish, with a slight amble round the city.

A nice chill and chance to catch up, plus the opportunity to put the frighteners on surrogate child for the Far East

posted by the biker daddy.