It’s tradition time and time to celebrate Robert Burns at the Foggy household. Moaning and a groaning, Mrs Fogg addressed the haggis in traditional style (well apart from the Poke Me t-shirt of course), I even got the video to … Continue reading
Well after 2 weeks we can definitely see that Mrs Fogg is getting back to full health as she devours a chocolate eclair. All set the eclair lasted all of 33 seconds, yumm yumm. [Posted from my super cool iPhone] … Continue reading
So for one of Mrs Foggys prezzies at Christmas I sent a photo of us at the Stratosphere in Vegas from October. She has diligently been working on this for 2 weeks, getting all 1000 pieces in place and now … Continue reading
So tis the wintery dull month that is Jan, consider that it was Christmas Day only 2 weeks ago. Well things to look forward to are, 57 days until we go to Singapore, 178 days until the Mrs is dare … Continue reading
So in a few hours it will be my *^% Bath Day (think I am gonna say how old I is?). Put it this way mentally I will achieve puberty soon. So Mrs Foggy has a big box sat on … Continue reading
So it’s now the 2nd Jan and I’m bushed, got woken at 5am by Mr Fogg to open his prezzies, then had to stay awake until 2.30am on New Years Day whilst everyone got tiddly. Me so tired now I … Continue reading
What a fantastic New Years Eve and New Years Day. Five bottles of champagne were used to see in 2011, along with a few games of Scene It the movie game and Jools Hollands Hootenany. Mrs Fogg did first footing … Continue reading
Yes we saw in the New Year with this bad boy, no not me or Caddie but the bottle (Magnum) of Bollinger. Whoo Yaaaa roll on this year and it’s only a few hundred days to Christmas 2011. Here’s to … Continue reading
Happy New Year to everyone from the Foggies and the Caddies (ok so we is a wee bit early). This year Stu & Jen have joined us to see in the New Year, play silly games (Scene It, Rapido, guess … Continue reading
Well little turkey cooked to perfection, sprouts exquisite, roasts fantastic, stuffing fabulous, a feast fit for a king and my queen, Mrs Fogg. Mrs Fogg dressed for dinner and I even slung on something a little smarter than shorts. Now … Continue reading
