The Mister Whippy Blues

A long and tiring day where Mrs Fogg planted some more flower things in the garden as I replaced the garage floor protection (after 4 days of constant rain the original set of wooden beams let a stream into the garage). Fingers crossed this actually works, rubber strips and bonding glue.

Time for a BBQ as Miss Willow nicks one of the reclining chairs (tiring eating and sleeping don’t ya know). And Mrs Fogg heard an ice cream van, so it was time to hunt down the illusive Mister Whippy for a double 99 with sprinkles! Awesome

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