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Ah the joys of summer. The new garden is looking great with all the plants and weeds flowering nicely.

Scented old country roses are climbing the fence and I think we have honeysuckle and clematis coming out too. The scent from the roses is fabulous- shame the previous occupants seem to have planted small things behind very large things so some flowers you can only smell rather than see.

We’ve also got a resident frog or toad living under some green things. He seems happy jumping around, as do the hundreds of birds gorging themselves on the seed we put out. So far – blackbirds, green finches, goldfinches, sparrows, robins, great tits, blue tits, song thrushes, starlings, a rook and a cacophony of other songbirds.

Better than that though we have Strawberries forming on the two fab plants that Mr Caddie cultivated for us. We even managed to net them to stop all the birdies helping themselves.

So, once I’ve figured out which are the weeds and have sufficient balance on two feet to deal with them I’ll get right on top of the gardening. In the meantime Im afraid I’ve consulted the Folks who are master gardeners. Capable of identifying a plant at more than 50 yards they’ll be swooping in to consult and advise and no doubt get me on track with the weeding, snipping, trimming and tying. Thank goodness, because it’s “all weeds” to Mr Fogg and his strimming tendencies!

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Oh By The Light

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I can almost stumble into song on this one and I am reminded of Stan Laurel singing.

Sat here with Mrs Club Foot at 11.40 in the pm watching the moon on the longest day after peg leg has been for a womble up the lane and we bumped into Mr Magoo out walking his dog.

So lets think for a second here is a woman ON CRUTCHES and a dog bounding all over the place, what does Magoo do, err bugga all! Happily telling his life story, let’s see “second partner, 2 kids by a previous relationship, not married, 1 daughter, not working, right handed, Irish descent, never lived outside a town or heard bird song, doesn’t know about broadband speeds” not bad for 30 seconds, Jen you would proud!

Foot Diaries (the return)

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Good news from the foot specialist is that things appear to be settling down well and I may achieve normal again in approx 24 weeks (how long????). While that seems a long way off I am assured that now I can stand on the bad foot time will fly and I’ll be running around in no time (like I ever run anywhere!)

One foot is still very bruised and much bigger than the other (just call me Frodo) but its looking more like a foot again at least.

So, Dr Foot took my old trusty crutches off me, after having enquired exactly how on earth I managed to bend the things designed to take a weight of over 300lbs and has given me new ones to play with.

Darn things are hard to use, I had to demonstrate going upstairs and downstairs before she’d let me loose. I did explain that going up and down stairs on ones bottom was equally productive but the Dr was having none of it. Cue, making me showed her I could do it in front of the whole waiting room, much to their amusement.

So, another several weeks of assisted walking with my new sticks, physio and a revisit to the foot specialist to see if I have progressed.

And the sun is shining. A great start to the weekend me thinks!

Off to buy Nora Batty shoes tomorrow so I have something suitable to walk around in.

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Perseids Theme

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Ok so it’s the annual Perseids Meteor BBQ and we are giving you the chance to choose the theme for this one from:

1. Pirates and Long John Silver (in honour of Mrs Peg Leg)
2. Your Fave Superhero
3. Cartoon Characters

Let us know your thoughts, a prize for the best outfit, quizzes on the theme, games, falling down water and oodles of dead animal (good grief hope there’s no veggies this time).

Olivia Neutron Bomb

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Well she did sing I want mussels and blow me did she get some! I decided to try the restaurants at their own game, procured some live mussels, checked, prepp’d and scrubbed em, then cooked em in half a bottle of Pinot Grigio, butter, garlic, thyme and rosemary.

The proof is now in Mrs Fogg’s belly. Scrumptious.

Next time you are over we will do you some Foggy Moulles.

P.S, Anyone up for the Pleides BBQ 9/10/11 August?

Mr Magoo

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Our new neighbours have arrived today. My first experience was the Mancunian conversations held by the removals company men. How many expletives can you get in one sentence?? By the sounds of it, not a happy place to work.

On then to meeting the newbies. Cue BMW man who drives up as I am sat reading in the lounge with windows open. I hear a car reverse, park and gravel crunching. Surely he hasn’t just parked on our drive??

Yup! Doorbell goes and Mr Magoo introduces himself telling me that he’s parked on my drive because he cannot get past the removal truck. Oh and this is Slobby the daft dog rolling all over your lawn. I hear you liked the house so much you bought this one, hmm a key selling point from our previous landlord then. Hmm. While I am friendly to most I cannot quite believe that our new neighbour a) thought it was ok to park up first then tell me he’s done it while b) introducing new dog who is slobbering happily all over the grass.

So I’m afraid I politely told him that every other car has managed to get past said truck and to go park in front of the graveyard. And no it was not ok to roll up onto my drive and park on my gravel and paving slab. Oh and I also gently asked him to get rid of Slobby too who wanted to come say hello to a woman balanced on crutches!

Did I sound grumpy? Perhaps a little. I’d never ever park on someone else’s drive unless I had actually asked first or they had offered. Dam cheek if you ask me.

I was going to go round later and say welcome, perhaps not now, I think I did the welcome bit already to Mr Magoo.

Grr. Mr Fogg is clearly having influence over me!

Foot diaries

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So the UK doctor seemed to find it amusing that we turned up to see her on Monday with me in a brace and with crutches. Joy. I’m not laughing with her. She is kindly organising physio.

Anyway, the foot swelling is continuing to reduce slowly and increased painkillers are starting to take effect. If nothing else I sleep to at least 11.30 daily. However the foot benefits from bring elevated and looks far far better each morning until I start to move a bit when the swelling and the bruising comes up again.

However, I am starting to hate the crutches. Unwieldy things, they get in the way of everything. Simple things are impossible. Making a drink – you can make it but have to stand where you are to drink it because you cannot carry anything. Going to the bathroom requires a degree in acrobatics, and showering, well forget that one for now. In fact carrying anything is not possible unless you place it in a carrier bag (which swings and unbalances you) or stick it in a rucksack. I’m on the latter since yesterday when I managed to fall big style in the kitchen. A combination of wearing a sock on my good foot for warmth, a cardigan and a slight imbalance had me getting the crutches caught in the cardigan, my good foot slipping and wham, fell full tilt sideways on the bad side like a scene from a bad cartoon. Still, I kept my foot from damage (twit that I am) by landing my full body on the floor and head on the radiator. Ouch!

Mr Fogg, on arrival home looked bemused at my now bent left crutch. I think I landed on that too. Oh dear, hope the crutch stays intact else I’ll have to resort to crawling, mind that may end up safer.

So, the plan is to try to get my foot load bearing ASAP so I can start to get back on my feet ( very appropriate eh?), reduce the drugs and do physio. Simple. Now for another sleep..

Great Ball of Fire

Well blow me looks like you’ve had a bit of sunshine in the UK and whilst it hasn’t been the blistering 111F of Vegas, it is always nice to see.

A lovely warm welcome back by Stu & Jen and a chance to crash after 28 hours awake.

So the R66 may be over for now, but we’ll see where our next journey takes us to.

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Trendy?

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Hot off the press. Latest foot pictures shows reduced swelling but bruising now coming out (black toes anyone), and of course the important Flight Sock.

Such a sexy image eh?

The current wheelchair is large enough for two. Only in the US!