The Future of Plane Travel

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Wonderful to hear some “Head of” at Boeing stating what the future of aviation is likely to hold over the next 40 years, let’s see:

– Touch the side of the plane and you will automatically be whisked to your seat
– No more first, premium or cattle class
– play golf onboard
– so many new breakthroughs that it will be like being in your own home whilst travelling

It’s just so easy to come out with a string of silly ideas that no one can challenge, the same as a concept car which never sees production.

Well I am obviously in the wrong job, maybe I should come up with a mish mash of silly ideas and publish them too. Blue Sky thinking, it’s the future.

Oh and the picture of Stockton has nothing to do with flying, but I didn’t have a picture of a plane.

Topiary Night

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A fantastic weekend with the Caddies over for a BBQ, with the weather being spot on all week, well until the Caddies brought the crappy wind and clouds with them that is.

A fun day of drinking Desperado Tequila beer, chat, laugh joke, eat and have fun.

One of the evening highlights would be Mrs Caddy offering to trim Mrs Fogg’s bush whilst Mr Caddy and Mr Fogg watched.

And today we all tootled up to Alerthorpe Lakeside Park for brekky, during a marathon only to find no brekky available, so Balloon tree it was followed by a chill ou afternoon.

No fear Mrs Caddy stopped trimming Mrs Foggys bush before leaving it too bald. Oh and I just finished the smashing home made Banofi Pie, yum yum

Natural World

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It’s 10pm and the weather is glorious. Sitting in the garden in York it is a gentle reminder of Wales and how close to nature you can get, and how far away from it you can become.

At 10pm I can hear the rustle of the wind through the Poplar trees, birds who have returned to their nests to settle for the night chirp a last chorus to the descending night. Pipistrel bats swoop and glide effortlessly across the evening sky, owls hoot in the distance echoing through the sky and in the garden leaves twitch as if some other creatures are stirring into life in the undergrowth.

This is nature. Not computer screens and bland office spaces filled with politics and egos, but the natural order, wind, life, air.

As the night sky descends further and darkness creeps in I can hear cows in the far field sharing their last conversations, a distant plane carrying people off to distant shores or back again and again, the wind ruffling the trees and causing them to sway gently.

This is why we choose to live in the countryside, this connection with living things, all too often forgotten during the daily grind, all too often missed during the 9 to 5 back and from work. And yet, one quiet sit on a bench in the garden, one peaceful moment to listen to the birds and it all comes to you.

Beautiful nature.

Good night

[Posted from Mrs Foggs super cool iphone]

[Posted from Mrs Foggs super cool iphone]

The Bench Press

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Ah summer is here as you can see with Mrs Fogg and Spike enjoying the sunshine on a fantastic summers evening on our new bench, all set for the August Meteor fest.

So June is here tomorrow morning and as with the last day of May I will be watching sunrise at 3.30am courtesy of our little grot Mr Spike who kept me awake from 12.44 am until 5am.

Summer we love ya

Bridlington by the Sea

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What to do on Bank Holiday, well I was supposed to be working, sorry scrub that I was told I would be working but I got away with that.

So a free day now and where does Mrs Fogg take me, Bridlington, the poor mans Scarborough (only just, it is a toss up which is worst),

And here we is sat in a cheap and nasty fish and chip shop enjoying all the sights have to offer (doddering ole farts, tab smokers, chavs and slappers), no different to many other UK towns today.

A pleasant change to see the dirty crude oil slick commonly known as the north sea (where our fish has just come from)

It’s really crappy here.

Do You Burlesque

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After persuading Mr Caddie that the flashing mac was not appropriate for the evening out at a Burlesque show, we all trundled up to Dewsbury Town Hall (yup sounds seedy already) with low expectations for the night. Oh my were we over dressed or what, it was like a scene from Rocky Horror with most of the women in the audience dressed up or down (depends how you look at it), basques, stockings, maid outfits with frilly Knicks. It was all we could do to stop Mr Caddie from drooling.

So to the show and before we start the tickets were only £10, well not the most polished of performances, one woman with what can only be described as a tyre mark tattoo across her back and another that both I and Mr Caddie were convinced was a bloke (Mr Caddy actually started shouting at the stage “It’s a Man!”). The performances were ok, but we all had fun gettin tiddly howling at the stage and watching a woman get her baps out to waggle them with tassels on. More entertaining as mentioned was the audience and their attire. We all chatted to a family (well mother, daughter, the mums toyboy who was huge and the daughters boyf) who appeared to follow this show around the country. I personally didn’t hear anything the family were saying since I was concentrating on the views very hard.

Both Caddie and I got ever so slightly tiddly but the night was fun and entertaining all at the same time. can’t wait for the next fun night.

A Night with fhe Caddies

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We have come to see the Caddies for the evening and to see a Burlesque show at Dewsbury Town Hall. Mrs Foggy is sat showing Mr Caddie the pictures of Singapore and Hinja (it has been a few months since we saw them).

And as you can see Mr Caddie has his dirty flashing mac ready for the evening (beer and drool optional)

Let Em Eat Caku

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And here she is Mrs Foggy with Caku (surprisingly Japanese for Cake). A wonderful leisurely weekend of not cleaning 2 cars and a bike (obviously not Mrs Foggy).

We got up late, enjoyed the limited sunshine and went to look round some other peeps houses, still no joy yet tho. Mrs Foggy has also had 2 golf lessons, is whacking over a 100m and managed hole in 1 (fluke).

Next weekend it’s off to see a Burlesque with Caddies (needless to say Mr Caddie and Mr Foggy are quite looking forward to it).

Two Twees

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Sat here on a late May Friday evening pondering the world from our back garden and wondering what it is all about. The big question, Life and the answer, well I have no idea at all, who does?

I have a wonderful life, a beautiful, intelligent wife but still ponder what it is all about.

Alcohol, is it bad or does it make your thoughts less clouded? Who know but give me more.

Loverly Weekend Begorrah

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Back home now after a mammoth 11hour journey from the folks (3 hours to the ferry, 2 hours on the ferry standing of course, then a whopping 5 hours back in standing traffic). We spent the weekend chillaxin, eating (lamb joint on Friday, BBQ on Sat & Sun, yummy), drinking and getting a layin without little Spikey waking us.

It’s 2 years since we were over in Dat Der Oirland and it was a wonderful break finished off with an attempt at being a lumberjack shunting 10ft trees from the wood back to the Folkies.

It’s good to see that the Folks garden and home are now well established and looking fantastic.

Roll on our next trip which we intend will be later this year to celebrate Halloween Foggy style Woooooo.