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No more do I have to string 40 extension leads together to mow the lawn. Ah memories of Tyddyn desperately attempting just such a feat with our cheap as chips Argos mower (capable of cutting 4cm wide at a time), … Continue reading
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Picture the scene, a wet stormy afternoon The Lasso Kid poised on the freshly seeded lawn for some quick draw action, nothing in his way but mother nature, gravity and a crap aim! in one quick flick of his Q&B … Continue reading
So all moved in now, 90% of our boxes emptied and most things up and working, save one, The Telephone & Broadband! After sweet talking BT into getting a go live for more or less the day we moved in, … Continue reading
Finally handed the keys back for the Beacon yesterday, so hofficially it is nowt to do with us anymore. Still a stack of boxes to unpack and Mrs Fogg’s persistent requirement to add more things to make it a nice … Continue reading
And tis done, a gallant and frought tiring few days for us and The Folks. A very big thank you to Turfman and Turfgal for all their hard work helpinging us move, clean, pack, unpack, build and get Wai Nui … Continue reading
When one was a nipper back in the 19somethings, I always remember the PG Tips chimps advert (aka cruelty to animals dressed like hoomans) of “Coo Eee Cooo Eee Mr Shifta”. I always thought what a cool job it would … Continue reading
Well Mrs Fogg has had Bukke Balls for over a year now and done naff all with them, however at our Christmas do with the Finkies, Mrs Fogg was spurred on by Lil Fink making the cube and here we … Continue reading
What a hectic few weeks it has been and will be, there is an end in sight (I hope). Back from holiday at the end of Feb and Mrs Fogg already planned a move to a new house. All the … Continue reading
So this is what greeted the Finks for a weekend of merriment, good food, drink and games. But wind back the clock about 30 minutes with me and Mrs Fogg pulled down a country lane trying to change in the … Continue reading
Ho Ho Ho yes, tis the start potentially of a new tradition, Christmas Day in March. The Finks have got their tree up and ready for our arrival, Chrimbo songs, grub, falling down water and frivolity abounds. Can’t wait, did … Continue reading