Well here we go, the first leg of the trip to Bali, first stop Dubai (along with water wings for the arrival), then onto Singapore for a few days.

This morning we had a chauffeur collect us and whisk us all the way over the the airport.

Hello Britain we want you to move from dirty nasty orrible fossil fuels to clean sustainable electric. So where does the electric come from eh?

Buy an electric car, get screwed by the fact if you want to charge it at home you need to pay over £1k to get an over priced plug installed.

Charge it remotely and hello £0.85 per KWh to charge a car that does 220 miles (so 66.6Kw x £0.85 = £56).

Insurance, oh right sorry we don’t insure electric cars so bugga off and pay more.

Basically, maybe in 30 years the UK may be ready, just not today

Mrs Fogg dragged me to Manchester to the Discover the world Holiday Show and oh dear, how dull about 12 stands with companies offering “holidays”, one even offered a cut price hotel in Madeira where you had to sit through at least 90 minute “time share” when you arrived. One stand was so bored she was knitting for goodness sake!

Anyway 32 minutes later we left (after finding our 2025 holiday on a luxury South African train journey).

Food then, Teppanyaki oh yes!

With the flu!! After almost a month in December of colds, laryngitis, hacking cough and tiredness I was relieved to be feeling fab by 23rd Dec. Sadly it was not to last!

By Boxing Day evening both Dad and I had come down with the dreaded flu! Mr Fogg and I had to cancel New Years Eve out (no 6 course taster menu, boo) and we had a quiet night in complete with a heady dose of paracetamol, lemsip and more paracetamol, washed down with ibuprofen and endless tea. Although I was determined to have champagne, which we did, and we managed to watch the fireworks.

After a shockingly bad night. Think zombie roaming the house with a hacking cough, I really really needed to go get some fresh air. I managed a slow short walk down the lane and a picture of a tree. Whoop. back to sofa again though and more paracetamol and more hot tea.

It’s been a pants start to 2024 but things can only improve!