Well another early start for me (5.45 am), although since poor Mrs Fogg has had the bad lurgy I left everyone to sleep until about 8.30am.

All that temptation, looking at the Christmas prezzies just waiting to be ripped into.

A really nice day had by everyone (me and Mrs Fogg along with Turman and Turfgal), with some lovely gifts. Bob the 14lb turkey went down a treat in the afternoon and the evening was topped off with an underwhelming set of indoor Crap fireworks.

Hope you all had a fantastic time, here’s to the New Year when we have Mr & Mrs Caddie Frog over to celebrate.

You know it’s Christmas Eve Eve Eve when NORAD have the Santa Tracker ready, but now it’s all hi-tech and you can track him on your mobiley phone jobby.

Yup see where in the world the big guy is and play Elf Toss at the same time.

Gotta love Christmas.

Wooo Hoooo

No don’t worry it ain’t that awful Vanilla bloke with the silly aircut just pretending to rap, it is actually an ice sculpture of a fat bloke.

Here we is visiting the York Chrimbo market, where some blokes have been carving ice all day. Shame is was small with just a few tiny stalls, but still a little festive.

Only 2 weeks till the fat bloke fills yer stockings, 3 weeks till 2012 (let’s hope the Myan’s were drunk) and only 6 weeks till NZ, wooooo haaaa.

Our last evening we saw a massive queue of peeps stood outside what appeared to be a sawdust floor restaurant, bear in mind outside there was 2 bales of straw and stuffed deer and cows, strange advertisement for a restaurant. Undeterred and udderly (see what I did there) interested we decided to join the queue for what lists itself as “The Place for Ribs”.

inside is very simple, except for the walls of books and gothic red lanterns. The toilets were one cubicle for ladies and two holes against the wall for the guys (in plain sight of all).

Well the menu is simple, you want ribs we gottem, you want anything else then bye bye. The (s)wine (oh me and my puns) comes in 1.5 ltr bottles and if you want it by the glass take it from the 1.5 ltr bottle and they charge for what you use. The wine was actually a B&Q paint stripper special.

The ribs arrive, a full half pig each and a jacket spud, veg forget it, this is a carnivore special and very tasty too (except for Mrs Fogg complaining about greasy fingers whilst forcing the 20th rib down). When you finish your half pig they come round and stack your plate up, since it turns out this is an all you can eat feast (tempted to say you can make a real pig of yourself). After the grub you get an Irish Coffee to wash down all the meat, all for £22 each. Not Bad and now we understand why the lengthy queue.

One curious thing though there were people coming into the restaurants with their pet dogs and just leaving with the leads, don’t understand that.

A fantastic evening topped off by waffles with cream and hot chocolate in the pouring rain oh and a little more of the Glugg wine.