Hard day at work dear, what you need is a nice dip in a pool followed by a trip to the sauna, what’s that I hear you say, haven’t got a pool, us neither, sauna, ah well that’s where we differ.

On arriving home in the 23 degree sunshine I opened the house door to be met with a wall of heat I have only experienced in Saudi Arabia. Turns out our central heating oojamaflip doofer valve has decided to cease open making it impossible for the heat to turn off. After speaking with one plumber convinced there was an off button, which there ain’t (I may not be a plumber but I know an off button), we managed to disable the lot and now have a plumber in tomorrow.

It only took 2 hours to cool the house with all doors and windows open.

P.S there weren’t actually any hotties in my sauna unlike the picture, otherwise you think I’d be complaining!

what a glorious day, out on the hog, meeting the Mrs for a spot of brekky, then off to find an antiques store near here so that Mrs Fogg can have a peruse (yawn).

Next stop was Langlands so that we could pick up some much needed weeds (sorry shrubs), that I can have the pleasure of digging holes for them. Back then to dig some holes and also straighten up the previous owners boss eyed attempt at a straight lawn, either that or they ran out of interest (just like the upside down toilet seat).

And now at 7.30 we can finally sit and relax before bed and then work.

25 degrees ain’t bad tho!

Happy Cinco de Mayo or 5th of May! Whilst on a trip to Boston in 2010 we were in a Lobster shack (yum), we were wished a happy Cinco de Mayo by the waitress (no doubt on a tip bolster, little did she know we was Brits!).

Turns out our colonial cousins will celebrate a toilet flush if it was a day or so ago and you can have a beer as part of the celebration. So Cinco de Mayo is remembered because of the Pueblan revolt against the French (gotta raise a glass to that) in 1862, fascinating, now get me a corona and drop in a lime.

Cheers and Happy 5 May.

What a wonderful weekend, nice weather, a trip to the CaddieFrogs for a food fest, Healds Hall restaurant for a wonderful evening (with my beautiful wife, who looked knock-out as always) and then more snax and drinks and more drinks and more food, good grief we’re gonna need more than a bike for Route 66 after that grub!

Today was a lazy rise before visiting a Swedish retailer for ideas on household bits, my oh my isn’t that hell! And then back to the CaddieFrogs for a superb meal (always feel like part of the family which is nice).

Tonight it was so nice we strolled the canal (in flooded of course) and sat outside listening to the world on a beautiful evening.

Yes, up above the streets and houses Rainbows climbing high. Really hated those glove puppets as a kid, a one handed pink hippo, a brown thing with a zip and some fat bloke in a bears costume. And don’t even get me started on Rod Jane and Freddy with their complicated love triangle life story.

But I digress, apparently this was a pretty spectacular rainbow yesterday, pot of gold in the next field and yet we missed it! Yet it has an almost other worldy eerie glow to it, like a sci-fi monster firing a ray into the ground.

So despite the polyfilla house with more holes than a cheese from Swiss land, it is a pretty awesome view (oh and those of you wondering we have now replaced the upside down toilet seat fitted by the previous owners, aka Mr & Mrs DIY).

Rambling over, carry on with your day.

The First BBQ of 2013, and spring and our new house. Yum Yum, pork chops, fillet and burnt veg, what more could you want to welcome in the summer?

You’ll be interested (or maybe not) that Mrs Fogg is now fully kitted up for our tour of Route66 (helmet, boots, jacket gloves and bike jeans), oh all those sights she won’t see as I refuse to stop at historic crap! (Let’s be honest history and the US go back about a minute).

I had the Hog out yesterday and boy did it feel good with the wind in my errr scalp!

Hurrah, after almost 18 months I finally used my Christmas voucher from 2011 at Go Ape and my was that fun. After a 15 minute lesson on how to not die you are left to tackle 6 tree climb, cargo nets, Tarzan swings and zip wires.

A fun packed 3 hours and even more amazing was Mrs Fogg doing the lot and not wimping out even in the cargo nets.

If you get the chance, you really should Go Ape.