Happy New Year to you all, here we are raising a glass to say goodbye to the Naughties and hello to the, err, the err, so what are they supposed to be called anyhoo? (like we care anyway).

It has been an amazing 10 years, nine them spent with Mrs Foggy in some fantastic locations. I’d like to think I was a little older and wiser; however I would say I am more immature and none the wiser!

New Years resolutions, none other than to enjoy life to the fullest and grow old disgracefully.

Yes the toast is with our fave tipple another glass of poo, this time with a wild hibiscus plant in it, yummy.

So here’s to y’all, have a fantastic 2010.

Why Moon Soup of course.

This delicacy was brought back by the Folks from their recent trip to America. So why is it called Moon Soup, apparently this flavour (Romaine from Chalet Suzanne) was so loved by one of the Astronauts on the Apollo missions (Jim Irwin), that it was endorsed by NASA and used as food on Apollo 15 & 16 Moon landings (well if you believe man stepped foot on the moon of course!).

So how does it taste “Out Of This World” of course.

Yum Yum

Mrs Fogg met up with the big man as he headed home to the North Pole after another hectic present delivery.

Mrs Fogg took the opportunity to chat to Santa about what she wanted for next year and we managed to bag a quick photo opportunity before he jumped into his sleigh and headed home.

Ho Ho Ho

So here you have the folks on Boxing day spending hours of mindless fun racing wind up Christmas Puds

Oh boy

After spending an amazing Christmas day with each other, Mrs Foggy and I went for a nice stroll down to the canal, which according to Stu never floods, apparently it’s only the surrounding areas, mmm there is logic there somewhere, just not sure where.

We managed to walk a little distance before having to turn back due to the canal flooding (Stu take note), so here is a picture of the NOT flooded canal frozen over.

Thank you to Stu, Jenny, Al, Bel and Hazel for the lovelly presents, looking forward to having you over in the New Year.

Today sees the folks come over for a few days.

And remember only 365 days to Christmas now.

Merry Christmas to you all. Santa’s little helper Mrs Foggy came to help deliver presents this year, however with no room on the sleigh, she decided to arrive on a 1970’s space hopper.

Ho Ho Ho

York gets invaded by the Marshmellow Man

It’s like a scene from 2006 into 2007, there we were in the idyllic wilds of Llangynog with no neighbours and cut off from the outside world by snow. Cut to 3 years later and here we are in East Yorkshire, cut off from the world by snow!

Grit vans, what the hell do they look like, council interest in the people that pay their wages, zilch. Yes 3 years on and the UK is incapable of providing the most basic of services to the masses, oh well tis Christmas in 5 sleeps, whoo yaaa.

We spent the afternoon over with Stu & Jen and a wonderful Sunday lunch, yum yum.

Merry Christmas one and all.

So here we are almost at the end of 2009 and the start of a new decade 2010. Mrs Foggy and I have celebrated 5 years of marriage this month and 9 years together.

It has been fantastic so far, we have bought a house together, built one, lived in 2 caravans, travelled the world together, lived in deepest darkest Wales and rented 3 houses. I can say that Mrs Fogg is my soul mate and the most amazing woman I have ever met.

Here’s to another 5 years of marriage.