So it is a nice Sunday sat here with the Caddy’s enjoying tonnes of dead animal on the monster BBQ.
A fun afternoon had by all with Mr Spike getting all the attention.
Roll on the next visit when the Caddys and the Finks come together
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Hoo Har have we now got a monster BBQ to play with. We’ve gone posh with an American styled gas guzzler already sizzling with the smell of sausages, lamb chops and burgers. Ah the ease of being able to flick a switch and no charcoal smoke in yer eyes. Gonna have to plan a few BBQ parties now to get some cooking practice
So come one, come all, friends invited to the Foggy BBQ.
This is a reminder to Mrs Fogg and me, here we are at 4.29pm on Sat 13 June in Orlando International Airport at Gate 81, awaiting our flight back to Manchester.
What a fun 2 weeks it has been, Universal Studios, Blizzard Beach, Downtown Disney, Cirque du Soleil, 5 movies (Star Trek, Terminator 4, The Hangover, Land of the Lost and Drag me to Hell), St Augustine, Medieval Times, Crazy Golf, shooting range and chillin in our pool. We managed to eat at Bubba Gump, Red Lobster, Applebees, Pizza Hut, Smokey Bones, Rainforest Cafe and O.C Whites. Oh and we still managed to drive 644 miles in our quirky Chrysler Seabring.
Now we are heading back home to plan our next holiday in September.
And as the Florida holiday draws to an end we look so happy at leaving 90+ degrees of heat, constant sunshine, long days, eating round the clock and really enjoying ourselves. Oh no wait, we don’t want to leave, boo hoo!
And here is a proud Mrs Foggy with her target from the Shooting Gallery and as you can see after 25 rounds she managed to hit the paper at the top at least.
So today we decided to have a go on a shooting range with Dirty Harrys weapon of choice, a 357 Magnum. Hoo Yaa 
Well another day in paradise and a whopping 95 degrees. A simple day for us trying to avoid burning severely in this high heat. Caught two movies Land of the Lost (absolute pap) and the Hangover which was absolutely brilliant.
And here we have Mr Fogg, generally found near or around alcohol, considered harmless unless tipsey on Sangria laced with Vodka. In it’s current habitat “the Mr Fogg” can be seen giggling madly whilst slurring at the locals with a mock American accent that sounds more like some strangled cat. 
So last night Mrs Foggy and I went to O.C White for a wonderful meal with Mr Attentive the waiter (see the previous blog). The toss up was there or Santa Maria on the Marina, so today we went to Santa Maria for lunch and my gosh did it suck.
Hmm, sunny St Augustine, or it was at about 4pm until the heavens opened and now there is an almighty thunderstorm, torrential rain, black skies, oh and a brace of ducks waddling across the car park. So, the plan was to put on the glad rags and go back into the centre of St Augustine for dinner at a beautiful outside restaurant. New plan- dinner inside watching said thunderstorm. If you look carefully at the pic you can see the ducks.