Green Fingers?

Posted on by June 27, 2012
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Meet Thumbelina the tomato plant. A gift from the Caddies. She is doing really well and we actually have baby toms developing. This will be the first growing project we have done so we are looking forward to salad with our very own baby toms.

But……we have a friend moved in. A large wild rabbit and her baby have taken residence. Will Thumbelina survive??

I woke this morning to a garden full of animals. Two rabbits, three squirrels, two Jackdaws, one pheasant and goodness knows how many Blackbirds and Blue Tits. A right menagerie. Oh and the usual pigeons copulating everywhere.

Rural? You bet.

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Scarey Awake

Posted on by June 26, 2012
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this is the view that greets me most mornings around 5am, it’s the “Wake Up, I’m Bored an Hungry” look, literally millimetres from your face as you try to snooze for a few more minutes. Next is the paw on your mouth, gently flapping your lips and then if that don’t do it, the incessantly loud purring in your ear.

Oh for a little peace in the am. We would close the door, but then would come the head butting until we open it to let him in.

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Hello Darling(ton)

Posted on by June 23, 2012
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Ah Darlington high street complete with pound shops, mobile phone hacking (sorry i mean unlocking shops) and betting shops, nice. Granted I haven’t seen it on a sunny day yet (does the sun go that far north?).

So my new temp role means a walk through Darlington high street, past the job centre and through an under pass without lights, oh dear. But that said the work is varied and interesting at the mo. This is to do with care homes and the horror stories I hear make you want to believe in euthanasia (people ripping carpets up with their bare hands, holding staff hostage in lifts, gripping radiators fighting staff off). Put it this way based on my limited experience so far a home is the last place I want to end up.

But not to worry, at least with this role I can find a less than average place to store the inlaws, way to turn that frown upside down.

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Would you like some ice with that?

Posted on by June 17, 2012
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Our friend Mrs Fink has this knack of spotting fantastic obscure destinations on the Internet and sends us links of exotic places to drool over. Some time ago it was a link to outdoor glass igloos sat in a field of snow and ice surrounded by a forest that looked like it had fallen straight out of a Christmas card scene. Well, that got us pondering….to go visit the northern lights would be a once in a lifetime trip. Then she spotted the Abisko Sky Station where you go up an open chair lift in -30 degree temperatures and sleep at the top of a mountain in a wooden lodge with no electricity or running water and a sleeping bag, just for a clear view of the northern lights. We have been hooked on the idea for a while, but it’s time to make it happen.

One slight challenge though- these two options are in different countries, Sweden for the Sky station and Finland for the glass igloos. And how do you choose between them??

The other challenge is of course that I HATE THE COLD! Thermals def required.

So, we are flipping coins on both options. Option 1 is Sweden, stay at the Sky Station one night and then 2 or three nights at the largest Ice Hotel, one night in an ice room at -5 all night with lots of excursions such as dog sledging, reindeer sleigh rides, cross country skiing( or falling if you are me!) and snowmobiles! Option 2 is Finland for a night in a glass igloo, then 2 or three nights in warm lodges with plenty of the same trips. Decisions decisions.

The picture is from last years Ice Hotel Ice bar where everything including the glasses you drink from is made of ice.

Menu items in both locations apparently include reindeer steaks, hare and other local delicacies. Snow angels are a must, but preferably apparently naked after a hot hot sauna.

I’m in planning geek mode already. This will be organised for Mr Foggs birthday in Jan.

I think we will put house buying stuff on hold. Holidays is the way to go…

And to get in practice for cold weather…..we are planning a week in Ireland later this year. I’m sure The Folks will be delighted to entertain Mr Fogg and I for a week!! Better start the wine stock now.

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Wet Weather Ahead Umbrellas Up

Posted on by June 17, 2012
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Well I finished my last day in Doncatraz to a contractors typical applause (the sound of my own feet hitting the floor as I leave). But now onwards and upwards as I start my next contract role a little further north in Darlington, on a 6 month stint. So far I have been quite fortunate working on fixed term contracts, but this one required a fully fledged contractor with company, so now I have my very own umbrella company who sort out all te invoices and gumf, while I get on with the work bits.

Shoes buffed, shirts pressed and suit cleaned, all set to go. Back to even earlier starts in the morning and later finishes, but hopefully I won’t be sat twiddling my thumbs on this one and it should pay for the next jolly, where to, you’ll see soon enough.

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And I Thought I’d Left

Posted on by June 12, 2012
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There was I merrily happy to have left that there Stroud a few weeks ago, whilst I finished up my last 2 weeks of my contract.

How wrong was I, having to come back here on my last week, sat in the same hotel with nuffin to do in the area. Oh joy.

And now the countdown is on until I finish working in Doncatraz, where the letter “h” is missing from most spoken or written words. Thank god I as not learnt there orrible ways.

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everyone’s Monkeying Around

Posted on by June 9, 2012
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Another day of downpour, so not much to do apart from try a little face painting and blow me I am a natural at this malarkey as can be seen from my first attempt.

Only problem is that this was supposed to be Princess Wassername out of Star Wars, don’t think Mrs Fogg was happy with the final product.

Is this how Van Gogh started?

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Extra Time

Posted on by June 5, 2012
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Oh B O N U S, just had a call from the hot tub company, they can’t come until Thursday. Such a hardship I know, but I am sure we will cope until then. Hooorah more skinny dipping, only wish we’d left the gazebo up.

Oh well, bubbles here we come.

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Last of the Hot Tub thumping

Posted on by June 5, 2012
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Ah the end of the Bank Holiday, booo. So as we settled inside last night after being in the tub once more, Mrs Fogg flicked on the TV to see a rather pathetic spectacle, Tom Jones warbling the only song he has ever done (yawn) and Lenny Unfunny Henry introducing lots of people to sing on a stage, however this is not what peaked Mrs Fogg’s interest, it was however the fact that when the ole queen came on the telly, she could be quite easily seen to have ear plugs in. Personally I don’t blame her between Tom Yawn and Paul McBoring I really did want to go and drown myself in the hot tub.

So this morning a nice late rise and straight into the hot tub for the last day before its collected and as you can see Mrs Fogg is making the most, book, glass of wine and chill.

Oh happy times, now where’s the grub.

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After the Storm

Posted on by June 4, 2012
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Like most of the UK, we received a day of drubbing yesterday, so it was hot tub, food and beer, but not necessarily in that order. Today after brief hailstones it’s fantastic sunshine, Bartenga, swing ball, BBQ and beer. eventually Mrs Fogg and I were left alone with the hot tub once more, oh lackaday and forsooth, what to do, stuff it a little more skinny dippin (now we have no more guests).

Another fun packed weekend.

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