Well At Least

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Yes at least Dick Turpin had the courtesy to wear a mask!

Yup, after a meal at a Bistro where the walls were adorned with hippos (they even had a caricature of Mnt Rushmore with hippos), Mrs Fogg suggested we have a nite cap in the hotel bar and this was the bill for 2 double baileys. We did enquire where the rest of the bottle was, which was met by quizzical looks by the waiter.

Appreciate we are looking to take a mortgage out, but not for a bloody drink!

Won’t be doing that again.

Got screwed from here and never even got his name!.

The Eyeful Tower

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After an uneventful flight on the bucket airline (complete with members of the BBC on a works jolly, no doubt paid for by your license fee and the magnanimous offer for anyone to join them at a local bar for free drinks), we arrived to a rather cold and snowy Paris, ready to make our way to the Hotel California.

Once at the hotel we quickly dumped our bags and headed off down the Champs Élysées to a mile of Christmas markets either side.

A trip in the freezing cold Paris Eye (we were last in this in 1999 during a works day trip), this time there was a chance to see a beautiful sunset over Paris before Mrs Fogg craved Waffles, chocolate and cream, then ended up with half of it down her front.

Chance for a little rest, the back again to explore Paris by night.

Waffle Eating from here.

Ah Bonjour

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8 years of being married to Mrs Fogg, last year she surprised me with a trip to Brussels, so the challenge was accepted and about 3 months ago I booked a romantic break to Paris, stopping in the Hotel California (how cool).

It has been hell trying to keep this a secret for 3 months, but wonderful to see Mrs Fogg smile so much at going to Paris. Christmas markets, nice sights and wonderful company is the order.

Watch for the updates.

IceColdPingu

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VanillaIce Pingu is here, one of our many wonderful Christmas silly things.

With less than 20 days left we’re almost there, meat to collect and christmas shop to do and then we can hibernate. We even have tickets to see Its a Wonderful Life at the cinema and tickets for the Hobbit.

Tree Weeks

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Yesseree only tree weeks until Pere Noel arrives and apparently less than that until the end civilisation, if you were following the Myan calendar, which no one seems to be since they all died out donkeys yonks ago (not even Mel Gibson could bring emback with that quirky yet poop Apocolypto).

What a wheeze that must have been, being the civilisations “calendar maker”, thinking to yourself how much this would mess with people’s noodles in future if you just got bored making the calendar or just ran out of ink before getting to 2013 (Millennium bug anyone!).

Still if the end of days is coming (no not that awful film with Arnold Schwazzzzzzennnneggager), what would your new year revolution be? world peace, bit late for that.

Anyway it’s getting close to us taking stock of the years events and planning the next 300 and odd days until the next one, festive cheer and Mr Fogg even has a Monkey Suit of his own now (not so much 007 as OH OH dear), so at least he can look dapper on 21 Dec.

Celebrating the 21 Dec if we make it, then let us know (if we don’t then not much point is there).

Tis the Season

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Yep 1st Dec and our trees are up with rather surprisingly, little heated discussion in the Fogg household. One 7ft and one 4ft Nordman, all dressed and looking lovely.

Only 24 days till Christmas, woo hoo.

Hotplate Fun

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Saturday saw the Foggy’s and the Caddies heading to Wasabi Teppanyaki in Leeds. A superb restaurant with great atmosphere and fantastic food that is prepared and cooked on the hot plate in front of you.

This may even be turning out to be an annual event.

The food was wonderful, the company was brilliant as ever and the entertainment of watching parties with the same name who had missed their slot and turned up late just added to the fun as they moaned and argued with the already overworked and harassed staff. The manager could be heard running around shouting “Shoot me now”. A brilliant evening.

Oh and only 4 weeks to bloke in the red suit.

Squirrel Nutkin

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super Super Strange

There was we on the train from Leeds after the Santa market, when on gets a chap with a tail! he spent ages fluffing it, preening it, and it squeaking as he touched it.

We never asked him why he was wearing it, it was a full tail coming out of his trousers.

Wierd?

How to Watch a Scary Movie

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Here is Mrs Fogg watching an episode of the uber awesome American Horror Story.

I actually have no idea what use the cushion is, as Mrs Fogg peeks out from the side of it.

Boo.

Hic Must be Christmas

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Yey it’s Christmas and here we are in Leeds at the Annual German Christmas market. Foodied up mushrooms, potatoes, garlic and burger followed by Glugwein, oh yes. Thank goodness we caught the train.

Only 38 sleeps till the fat bloke fills yer stockings!

Christmas starts from here.