I can feel a bumpy ride coming.
I’ll be back – Friday
[Posted from Mrs Foggs super cool iphone]
The evening was centred around 60’s singing sensation Johnny Cockroach and a rag taggle of others. You got to question and search the actors to figure out who the killer was (even the hot, fit ones).
A fun evening with excellent music and all getting into the spirit of the specific date of 1961.
Fantastic
All ready for a scare fest, see how many nightmares I can cause.
Ole Mr Spike is confused, no warm radiators but a rather splendid wooden sun terrace in the garden to lay on all day cooking.
Mrs Fogg has finally emerged from the computer screen having spent pretty much all day New Zealand booking- and what does she have to show for this effort? Hmm, three hotels booked, one island ferry, UK flights, UK hotel and confirmation that there are absolutely NO hotel rooms left in Wellington on the 4th Feb. Nice to know.
Back to the BBQ (after shiftin 1 tonne of logs for the fire and a trip out on the baby Hogg), it’s a trial run of posh venison burgers for me, but plain old beef for Mrs Fogg (plus a cooked spider that had setup home in the BBQ and ended up part of her burger, shhh I won’t tell if you don’t).
Time to sample…….
In years gone by I used to queue at my local Odeon in Hemel (which doubled as a Bingo Hall 4 nights a week), to see the latest blockbuster. The most memorable being Aliens and The Fly on midnight showings. Mrs Fogg and I used to frequent local cinemas every week, but now only once or twice a year (this year was Tron Legacy which was pants, nice catsuit tho, and Cowboys & Aliens only so that Mrs Fogg could ogle Daniel Craig).
Time has moved on and once I had 600 video tapes, then to LaserDisc, then DVD and BluRay, but now it’s all downloads, which means we can watch a movie in the comfort of our house without listening to a mobile phone call discussion or having to pay just shy of £30 to see a film.
This weeks latest have been Limitless (cool movie), Faster (hoo rah), Sucker Punch (banging soundtrack and totty in school outfits, worrying, but hot all at the same time, excellent movie by the way) and most notably Attack the Block a low budget C4 made for TV movie, but so well done. Attack the Block has you hating then cheering for the hapless yoots who appear to have trouble with the English language (I axe ya, Trus, Spec being the most notable “WTF are you onabouts”). Amazingly this rare gem succeeds where so many big budget Hollywood films fail (remake of the Day the Earth Stood Still anyone).
A blinder of a film, well worth a watch, with some nice shockers in it, one definitely worth a view with all the lights turned off.
I’ve started so I’ll finish
A chance for Mrs Fogg to see the rellies and do some catching up.
For me, being obsessed with Mr Crappers invention (we have visited some rare gems around the world thanks to Mrs Caddies “Loos of The World” book), the one here should be on the list as the “Mastermind Chair”. This loo for some reason is bathed with an eerie glow and that’s before I spend a penny. You feel like a contestant in the spot light with 2 minutes left, all I can say is that I have started, so I’ll finish.
Some deep thinking from here.
Decent meal in the restaurant (scallops with belly pork cooked to perfection and a lovely 10oz T-bone). It’s one o the few places I have been where your waiter wears gloves to bring your food (bit posh for this area init).
Next stop, the outlaws for the day, breakfast has been consumed so we is set for a couple of hours.
Mr Fogg before the makeup is applied
London Heathrow to Auckland, a month of driving to Christchurch and then flying back Auckland and eventually to Heathrow.
My Tour Geek (Mrs Fogg) is in full planning mode with assistance from Frogman Caddie (after their whirl wind tour).
We are gonna try and get on as extras in the Hobbit as well, well Mrs Foggy does have hairy feet!!!
One place we will be visiting and publishing the picture from is the worlds longest place name:
TaumatawhakatangihangakoauauoÂtamateapokaiwhenuakitanatahu trying saying that bad boy after Mrs Finks falling down water.
