Well bless my soul, tis Elvis, oh no it isn’t. Oh yes it is.
Meet Mrs Fink trying our Elvis mask on over the weekend. We had a fantastic time with Al, Bel and little Fink.
Spike has been pining for 2 days now since no-one wants to keep on brushing him and fussing him every 5 minutes. He has been walking around wailing and looking for someone to give him the 24/7 attention he has had over the last few days.
Hey Finks, wanna adopt a kitty, well actually a big ball of fluff.
Just to prove how cold it was at Scarborough yesterday, here’s Mr Barty with just some of his winter wear on and he was still cold.
Goes to show what these southern sorties are like doesn’t it, since there were typical northern ard men in shorts and t-shirts.
Ah the joy of winter
This weekend we took the Barty Clan in the midst of a biting storm to Scarborough by the sea for Fish n Chips at Winkin Willie’s
What eejet suggested going in the freezing cold, ’twas sooo chilly that the picture came out black and white. Roll on the summer.
This was the cheery greeting to all passengers who got on the park and ride in York.
Pity the poor people who all skirted past Bel and all sat miles away at the backlog the bus.
OK, so we went to work yesterday, nothing, came home last night, nothing and this morning woke to see this view in the graveyard opposite.
is it a restaging of MJ’s Thriller in our village, I think not, could it be Burke & Hare have returned on the “Body Snatchers II Tour – Out on a Limb” (sorry), probably unlikely.
So what the he’ll is it? yes you got it Mr Moley on Acid.
It’s Spring clean time in the Foggies household and as ever it prompts lots of irritation and unanswered questions.
How do two people who work 12 hour days Monday to Friday create quite so much muck when actually at home? How can one small cat generate sufficient loose fur to actually be able to spread it across every possible surface? Why oh why did we think four bathrooms in a house was a great idea? And why do we manage to dirty three of them? Exactly how did someone market wood flooring as clean and hygienic?? Oh, and since when did cleaning become a healthy pastime (according to news articles in Jan of this year it’s better than a trip to the gym)
So Mr Fogg and I are shattered and we’ve only done the upstairs areas so far…methinks we will do downstairs next week. I can feel a snooze coming on
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Spike has a phobia about his travel box to go to the vets or catery, so much so that we need to find new inventive ways to get him into it without being pee’d all over.
Witness our new invention, the Kitty Sack. We have now trained him to use a carrier bag instead, open it up and in he pops ready to travel.
Little muppet loves it.
Watch out for them on QVC!
me got some roses, only the 2nd time in my life.
It’s nice to get them a very wonderful feeling especially when the person sending them is very hot and very sexy (no I didn’t send them to myself).
This was the view that greeted us through the bedroom window this am, not quite Tyddyn, but not bad all the same.
Here’s hoping for a nice end to winter and yes I got a ride out to work on my little Piglet today, the first real ride since November when I came off.
Next task is the slalom that is pothole avoidance, thanks local council for doing naff all to repair the roads since before winter 2009.
This weekend saw my second visit to a Yoga retreat in deepest Wales. Meeting up with my Yoga teacher and fellow classmates it was great to zone out, stretch out and meditate in beautiful surroundings. The food was amazing, who knew you could make vegetables taste so good on their own, although vegetarian chilli on the first night was maybe a dodgy choice when it came to practice the next morning (who made that noise at the back of class??).
I came back on a high, all peaceful and resolved to returning to regular yoga practice to keep my limbs supple and my mind energised. Mind you, I still cannot touch my toes!! Yet!!
om shanti
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