I hate Neil Diamond

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At 9.15 in the pm, Mrs Nutter decided she wanted to cycle to the next village, so we did. Got to the village pub and decided she wanted some adult falling down water, so I cycled back to get my wallet and then back to the village pus (round trip of about 6 miles).

Thirst quenched we then cycled back on this rather pleasant evening to get home at 10.30.

And here is the picture evidence of our night cycling adventure

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See it’s easy, even women can BBQ.

Beer Can Chicken, courtesy of Mrs Fogg.

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I’d never have it again!!!!!!

Fantastic meal of select your own safari meat and cook it yourself, with a “coffee ice cream” which is quite literally cup of coffee and ice cream.

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There’s willow happily dozing and even with her cat like prowess she wasn’t able to sense Shit-Taki the Ninja Gnome, sneak up on her.

Be aware gnome matter what you do the secret ninja will find you. A master less gnome samurai not so much righting wrongs and fighting for the little guy as poncing around with his same pose, fighting evil weeds wherever they appear.

Say my name, Shit-Taki, the nature of this gnome is irrepressible.

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Got a leg of flossie the sheep cooking on the Baabee.

Y U M

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In your garden you will see a Ninja Gnome.

Able to walk across rice paper with more grace than Grasshopper, invisible to mere humans, this Ninja Gnome is stalking his prey like a hawk.

Yes Shit-Taki has seen his next target and has his gnome weapon out.

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Welcome to our new edition to the Fogg household. Shit-Taki, the Ninja Gnome.

Watch out for his secret adventures as he stealthily guards the herb garden with his tiny Ninja sword and nighttime gaze.

Be afraid, very afraid

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