Wooooooo Hoooooo yup the Foggies are at it again, this time a short (7 day) city break to Singapore next year.
I went in 2000 for 2 nights on work, so it will be wonderful to see it again and to take Mrs Fogg as well.
It’s a fantastic city, very beautiful and very warm. Oh and we get to visit Raffles to sample the Singapore Sling.
And what would you like to do this fine day asks I to Mrs Fogg. Go kill some golf balls!!
Off we trot to the local driving range where the Mrs with her newly acquired Michael Jackson glove proceeded to drive balls over 150 yards, before retiring to the 19th hole for a steak sandwich and cheesecake.
We decided to have a BBQ with TheFolks and TheCaddies, wind, rain, sun and fun was the order of the day, with tonnes of grub and a rather competitive game of Bartenga in the garden.
No shooting stars, satellites or glow worms this year, but Stu’s bottom was adding the odd note to the proceedings
Hello from the M1 on a rainy Wednesday night. It’s amazing how as soon as we get rain everything stops.
My journey so far has taken three hours and I’m still nowhere near Birmingham or Leeds.
Ah, the joys of working in the South. I’m bored now so will try waving at the other cars.
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So there was I filling fallen out, and a cracked molar, drove over to the dentist for help.
Oh my, I got a 12 year old sadist on the job, who had to call for assistance from another dentist on what he should do, WHAT you’re asking for a second opinion, good grief.
Well we might have to take that out, well get on with it then, says I however could I suggest you don’t try prising it out with me flat on my back incase you drop the bloody thing down my throat (you try saying that with a fist, hose pipe and set of Black and Decker pliers in yer gob). After 10 mins of wriggling and fighting, I had to take the pliers off Doogie Howser MD and yanked the bit out myself.
Then came the fun of fitting a temporary filling to the remains of the molar, Little Nipper dentist kept getting distracted, looking away and pushing his mirror down my throat, so in my politest tone I offered him the opportunity to see his innards with his own mirror if he did it one more time.
So all done, for a few weeks until a real dentist has a look and suggests what to do with the remainder of my molar.
For anyone thinking of going to the dentist, I have put a link to one of the most satisfying dental clips ever.
Enjoy
awoken this morning as always by the Spikester wanting grub at 4.30am, so could I get back to sleep, No!
looking out the bedroom window and this is what you see, no sign of Dorothy or Toto, however I’m off to seek my fortune and see if I can find that little pot of gold.
Meanwhile back on planet reality, it’s time for yet another fun day of work and then to the dentist to see if he can repair my broken tooth.
So on arrival home today (half day Annie that I is) there was no electric, oh soooper.
Well burglar alarm blaring away and no way to turn it off, since the power has been out for so long the dashed thing believed it was being tampered with.
The solution, a practical male one of course, it can’t make noise if it don’t got a speaker!!!!
Ha!
So today we waved bye bye to ZED my learner Suzuki bike that I passed my test on and then said HELLO to Lil Piglet the Harley.
Why Lil Piglet, well cos it’s a baby HOG of course.
883cc of Grrrrrrowl and Grunt (if I actually knew what that meant it would be so coool), Whoo Harr, it’s so manly that I want to go don a loin cloth and watch 300 all over again (but then that is another story).
Next stop USA coast to coast on a FatBoy (well maybe in a couple of years).
This last week, I was mostly beside the sea in sunny Bournemouth. Unfortunately working rather than holidaying.
Never mind because I am planning our next little jolly to somewhere nice.
This was my first viewing of Bournemouth pier at around 7.30pm on a very pleasant evening. I think we may have to go for a weekend break some time so I can have a go on the helter skelter on the end of the pier!
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I know I’ll get a kick for this but in true blonde style and to outdo herself Mrs Fogg pulls off another one.
A little while back when we had the Caddies over we went to the local airfield and museum, on the way out Mrs Fogg saw a young man waving like the clappers at her blue car, when she realised she instructed us to wind the window up to stop him climbing in, much to the amusement of Mrs Caddie.
Tonight on the way to a lovely restaurant Mrs Fogg saw a young man running down the road with his arms flapping like a duck, to which Mrs Fogg started to say look he’s flapping his arms like that bloke at the airfield, only to have to eat her words when she realised.
