Ah what hell, the new Manchester security is. Little Hitlers “we do security right here” “cannot have any air in the liquids bag”. Good grief. Remove your analogue watch, wallet, but leave shoes and belts on! This country has no … Continue reading →

Is it a bird or a plane, no it’s sooopa Fogg … Continue reading →

Yup Mrs Fogg has turned, err 21 ish again. So a day off work it’s fish and chips in Whitby by t’sea. The hight of summer and it’s cloudy, rainy, windy and yuck. But we are off work, so who … Continue reading →

What better way to start an Eagles concert, with food and cohol as well. Two sets of starters, two big ass glasses of happy juice and two deserts and we need to stay awake for another 5 hours, gonna be … Continue reading →

Last day and the path is almost done … Continue reading →