A really nice stroll (aka route march), along the Southbank last night, saw a plethora of Christmas market stalls and mulled wine. Oh and Sir Franks Golden Bottom
A very nice evening topped off by a Chinese meal in Chinatown.
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All aboard the NodNol Eye at Night
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Here are we on the 72nd floor open viewing platform of the Shard, sipping a glass of fizzy falling down water.
Mrs Fogg has walked me all over the capital, now I’m an inch shorter! Next stop a glass of fizzy in the NodNol Eye.
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No it’s the Phantom of the Opera (which was ok), we did get the saddoh foreign guy who has seen it 27 times and delighted in telling us.
Then you just gotta have Bubba Gumps to finish the day
And what a cracking name for a pub
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Oh yes my day is starting on a high in a museum.
Life doesn’t get any better.
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It was touch and go whether Mrs Fogg would be well enough to make it, but here we are at last.
Time for lunch and a nice change a Flat Iron steak, cooked medium rare and if you want it any other way, then you have to leave.
Time to chill for a couple of days whilst having to visit McGeeks museums of choice.
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I had always wondered about doing a trip on the Orient Express, but after seeing a programme about it on the fools lantern, I don’t ever ever ever want to. £4K one way, poncy, overpriced, one toilet per carriage, food included, drinks extra and to be honest I would end up asking for a refund!
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And this week we had the oak floors sanded downstairs. It involved getting the cat into the Cattery to avoid her walking on it/ sticking to it (and that was no mean feat). Then a primer and 2 coats which means we can’t walk from the kitchen to any other room, enter the Fogg Adventure Game involving plank walking to avoid touching the floors.
Oh Boy
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Well my jalopy has been in the shop having all of its firmware flashed, it comes to something when a mechanic needs a degree in computer science to service your car. So in the meantime we had to slum it in this little beast a Jeep Grand Cherokee, which is only a 3.0litre v6, with a return of 24.2mpg and cost to fill up of £120, ouch! But my goodness does it purr like a lion and kick like a mule. Electric everything and 87 buttons to boot (kiddy in a toy shop). This thing even has a facility to lower it down by 6 inches to make it easier to get in and out of, heated seats and vented when it gets hot.
On returning the loaner after having my car all flashed, I took the opportunity to sit in, fire up and Rev the engine of the flagship Grand Cherokee HIMV, now that is a real beast 6.4litre V8, with a sound that makes grown men weak at the knees.
Awesome
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