Picture the scene, Christmas presents, Brian the Turkey all scoffed, watched the awesome Queenie do her speech and then you decide to put on a elephant snout to play a game. Grown ups eh! [Posted from my super cool mobile … Continue reading
Well that’s Christmas over for another year (or 8 months depending which you are looking at). Tree building from the Finkettes, fun and laughter from all, an end to Brian the 14lb turkey (and some vegetarian fodder for the grass … Continue reading
Seasons greetings one and all, tis Christmas Take 2 (CT2) for the Foggies, Finks and Caddies. The new annual tradition where we get to celebrate Christmas all over again. This years setting will be our new abode near a non … Continue reading
It may be cold and drafty. It may be in need of a new colour scheme other than “drab”. It may have more holes than a Swiss cheese, but after 7 years of renting, it’s actually ours. I stood outside … Continue reading
It’s official, Wai Nui is no more (or Walnut as it became known when the shagging pigeons defaced the sign with their shenanigans). Yet another well planned and executed removal by the team (maybe we’ve missed our true calling here), … Continue reading
The end of our year at Walnut and time for our new old house, exactly 7 years to the day when we sold our house in windy Denholme. What an interesting year it has been, yet another new job for … Continue reading
Mrs Foggy has been on that there auction site again, flogging anything that stands still for more than a minute (note to self, keep moving). Oh what joy it is dealing with some nice folk, some average folk and some … Continue reading
Only 5 weeks to Christmas Take 2 in our new abode. The aim is Turkey, stuffing, sprouts and all the trimmings. A time to celebrate Chrimbo with friends and family who couldn’t join us on the real day. Silly hats, … Continue reading
It was exactly 366 days today or a leap year, since our final day in NZ. To celebrate we thought you might like to see a wonderful shot of Mnt Cook. the scenery was breathtaking and yes it was very … Continue reading
Here I am at 22.15 sat in Manchester Airport, having battled the non existent car park signs, fought my way through the fag ash lil’s hovering around the doorways in a cloud of stale sweat and smoke fumes, to be … Continue reading
