Blame Bill

Posted 26/08/2013 by MrsFogg

If in doubt we blame the previous owners of our “des res”. Dodgy upside down toilet seats, huge holes in ceiling for light fittings, the list goes on.

Now the latest is aimed at all home owners. Never ever paint really dark colours on walls because its a beggar to paint over, and even worse when it’s right next to stained wood skirting boards. Cue more painting required to finish our lovely bedroom. Nearly there though……and we’ve painted the en suite now too. It actually looks clean now after those grubby walls.

Now onto that famous flat pack store WhyKia? Last weekend we trotted over to hell to order some Billy bookcases. Simple eh? Grab in store, take to delivery desk, get screwed out of £60 to deliver to outer rural land of nowhere and job done.

So yesterday we had the delivery and today was assembling Billy. Hmm, first on went well. Ah, second one was supplied by Daniel Day Lewis himself – two left panels (ok dodgy film ref).

Cue trying to ring WhyKia. Current phone wait time 45mins! No problem for us techies, there’s online chat. Ah yes, the screen said the online chat person would be with us in 2 seconds. More like 20 mins.

Then it was a case of trying to explain that we had two left panels and needed a right. Groan. So you have two rights and need a left?? No, the other way around. Ok can you tell me in the manual which page your part is on. erm, threw away the manual. Oh, I need the page number. You can see how this went…..for 40 mins.

And finally, replacement part should arrive week after next. We hope.

We blame Bill all the way…

Oh, and not a drop of alcohol in the house……and too shattered to go buy some.

One Room Down

Posted 25/08/2013 by MrFogg

Gone is the putrid horrible colour wall, in comes the plain ole magnolia. The previous occupants couldn’t paint for toffee seeing the state of what they left.

And not a single argument!

Rainy Day

Posted 24/08/2013 by MrFogg

So what else to do on a rainy day?

B&Q, paint, rollers and dust sheets. Joy

129

Posted 17/08/2013 by MrFogg

Forward planning, only 129 days to Christmas 2013 (take 1).

We’ve even bought the shite indoor fireworks for New Year’eve and rumour has it Mr XaddieFrog may be supplying the shitezikki and rockets to blow stuff up with.

Brilliant

Posted 12/08/2013 by MrFogg

Last night of the hot tub and the conclusion of the meteor shower saw Mrs Fogg and I in the tub staring at the sky watching the ISS, counting satellites, seeing 8 meteor trails and then one extremely bright fragment drop to the ground somewhere down the lane.

Having seen Twilight Zone and the Blob, I think I’ll not be hunting for it and prodding it with a stick any time soon.

Cool light show though.

It Was the Iss!

Posted 11/08/2013 by MrFogg

During our Pleides Meteor shower watching we happened upon an object travelling very fast in a North Westerly direction, was it a bird, was it a plane, err nope it was the ISS.

Having seen it again tonight while in the tub, Mrs Fogg checked its trajectory to confirm it was actually the ISS travelling over York at 22.12 and 23.59, moving at a whopping 17,500 mph.

Beam me up Scotty

Cheers Everyone

Posted 11/08/2013 by MrFogg

Here’s raising a glass to you all for a super weekend.

Cheers, we will think of y’all tonight whilst in the hot tub, sipping champagne watching the meteors.

To good fwends

That’s All Folks

Posted 10/08/2013 by MrFogg

Welcome to the annual Foggy Perseides Fancy dress bash. This years theme was cartoon characters and in true style everyone got into the spirit with all manner of costumes (2 lots of Fred Flinstone, Barney Rubble, Wilma, Hong Kong Phooey, Mickey Mouse, Batman and Perry the Platypus, nope never heard of that one either). The prize this year went to the Barty crew and Charlie Veggie Pup who confessed to forgetting to put eye holes in her platypus outfit (dowp!), what did they win? An oversized rubber duck called Bwian.

All then wombled to the canal where one local even refused to make eye contact with the weirdos in costume.

A day of food, alcoholic beverage, hot tubbin, more food, silly games and a totally unrehearsed North South production of The Life of Brian Cox!

Lastly Marshmellow and hot chocolate dipping before nightfall and hopefully a chance to see a meteor shower.

Sacre Bleu it’s Sacre Coeur

Posted 04/08/2013 by MrFogg

Well a full fun packed day, up, brekky, out to see the Moulin Rouge (hey sister, soul sister) and then up to Sacre Coeur in baking 32 degree heat and clear skies. Pickpockets with their latest tricks spotted by Mrs Fogg, sketch artists screwing our American cousins over Euros for drawings that unless I’m mistaken means everyone looks like Patrick Swayze or Tina Turner?

Incredible views and of course grub with mussels, oh yum, before a final womble then a taxi to the airport, chaotic service onboard jetpoo and then back to cloudy skies and rain, boo.

A lovely weekend and a chance to introduce the folks to that there France, ah I love it dearly and can’t wait to visit it again!

The highlight has to be lunch on the Seine with the Folks completely plastered and having lots of fun. And Mrs Hulk foot walking better now, hurrah.

Happy Birthday TurfGal.