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Jersey bound

Afternoon all.

Things seem to have got quite picture heavy at the moment but we have a couple more for you to enjoy.

The first shows our Hyacinths. They are really coming along nicely and you can start to smell them now.



The second picture shows our expanded pack.

The Pack

The Pack

They are Doug, Branston, Brisket and little Bisto. What a lot of doggies for me to keep under control but I do my best you know.

Well Jersey was fun I can tell you. We went off to Southampton Airport bright and early and boarded the little plane on time. When we arrived at Jersey airport we got the bus into town and the shopping started. It only took a little bit of time for the bags to accumulate and little Brisket appeared first of all. He was very happy to join the pack I can tell you. Well a shopping frenzy started in earnest and only really stopped when it was time to go home. The flight back was great too and then it was home once more. We even fitted in a little bit of time to have a walk along the harbour edge around the marina with lovely views of the castle. All in all a lovey day out.

The weather is turning a bit colder now so we are pulling on our winter woolly coats ready for a cold snap. I am off to stock up on brandy just in case I get caught in a snowdrift!


A winter scene to warm the heart

Hello there.

We thought that you might like to see this photo of the view from Bournemouth Pier this morning.

Bournemouth Pier

Bournemouth Pier

As you can see it is a bright and sunny day down here and the surf was up. Luckily sanity prevailed and I wasn’t allowed to get my little ironing board out and go for a surf but there were people out there enjoying the waves. Probably just as much as that man enjoyed his lunch at a local cafe in Poole later on.

Those two threw a cocktail party for the neighbours this week. Uncle Tache did the catering and also supplied the alcohol so the whole thing went with a very definite swing. There was a lot of laughter and chatting going on and we small lads were allowed to look on from afar. Well that is what they thought would happen. In reality we simply adopted our duck and cover technique and had a feast and a half and particularly enjoyed the post dinner liqueurs. A good time was had by all I can tell you.

On Saturday the dynamic duo are off for a day trip to Jersey. They are both looking forward to it as there is good shopping to be had. As they have both gone very “county” recently I am expecting more of the same as they stock up on appropriate props for their new life in the country. I will let you know what happens next week. I am off to play a spirited game of hunt the passport with that man. Should be fun as I know where it is and he doesn’t. Now how much leverage this will give me is another matter but I am going to give it my best shot I can tell you!

Welcome to 2018 and Doug the Dog

Afternoon all and Happy New Year to one and all. It has been a little while but I needed some post Christmas down time. Not least as we all had to put up with Bob’s Christmas “spectacular”. “Bob! A Sheep and his Bell-a Personal Journey-the Road to Poole”. He had been rehearsing quite intensively and we all had to join in for some improv sessions to help his realise his “dream”. I tell you that sheep looks and behaves like a particularly tetchy North Korean dictator when the mood is upon him and it was on him this Christmas. He wanted to tell us all about his personal journey throughout the year. All went well for the first two minutes as he opened the show with a period of silence and contemplation. This we will grant you is unusual in this household so it had some novelty value at least. Unfortunately he then collapsed with exhaustion and had to be revived with some very strong Brandy. When he came to he asked if we wanted an encore unaware that he hadn’t rung his little bell for the threatened-sorry promised- two hours. All was well but it shredded my nerves so I had to have some downtime.

Anyway on to more positive things. We finally made it to 2018 and I have two big pieces of news. The first is the arrival of a new member of the clan. His name is Doug and he is a Doggie. Here he is examining the Hyacinths that man has lovingly looked after as he has known them since they were little bulbs that he had to put in the garden shed for their own good. I think that Doug is thinking of nibbling on some of them but that will be our little secret for now. Now I am quite Napoleonic in stature so you can see that Doug is rather big. I fear that man and Uncle Tache have gone all gooey eyed over him as they are talking of buying him a Barbour dog jacket to match their own. I tell you they have both gone very county recently and I am not sure it will go well. Aunty Michelle has offered her very sensible view on things and has encouraged both of them to get help and enrol in an appropriate 12 step programme and I can’t help but agree with her on this front. Anyway here is Doug.

Welcome Doug

Welcome Doug

The second big news is that Cliffiefest 2018 is being planned and will be held in an as yet undisclosed location in the middle of America. Apparently the city sits by a big lake and its name starts with a C. That man was then muttering that he was then going to have his fun with a barrel and a waterfall but we are not quite sure what he is referring to on that front. Time will tell I fear.

There you go a news filled posting with a new little personality to meet too so a good start to 2018.

Christmas high jinks

Hello all. A quick posting on the big day itself for you all.

We were awoken at 04:00 this morning by that man having a bit of a turn as he thought that the big fella had actually arrived. The door to the bedroom had swung shut and this had woken him up. He then came down and discovered that the sherry and mince pies had gone. We couldn’t actually tell him that this was nothing to do with FC but with me getting peckish in the middle of the night. Anyway we sent him back off to bed. The cause of the door shutting became apparent as there is quite a gale blowing down on the south coast. Uncle Tache also got up and asked if it was time for pressies and was put back to sleep as he was told it was too early. We then saw some blue lights in the distance and they pulled up by Hotel du Vin in the square and lots of firemen got out and started pulling hoses everywhere. The fire is now out but it has added a certain frisson to the morning. It is not yet 08:00 so goodness knows what is going to happen next. Brace yourselves is this Eagles sage advice. I better get a glass of Champagne and a bacon butty later or there will be trouble I can tell you.

Anyway as I am here a Happy Christmas to you all unless you are reading this in Australia in which case it is all over!

Happy Christmas

Morning all. It is the darkest part of the night just before the dawn on Christmas Eve. We wanted to share our official picture for the year. It combines good looking eye candy and dodgy pointing so a winning combination I am sure that you will agree. Worry not a full elf and safety assessment was carried out before shooting could be done so no none was harmed-unlike at London Zoo apparently. Enjoy and a very Happy Christmas to all.

Merry Christmas one and all

Merry Christmas one and all

Our house

Afternoon all. A little bonus posting for you.

We have been asked quite a few times what our new home looks like from outside. Well we sent that man out in the cold to take a picture. Simple really when we thought about it. Our house is the one on the end of the terrace and you can see our two sets of windows at the front facing the street, the green front door, the Wisteria around the door and our dining room by the other side of the front door. In fact there is more house running along the side that you can’t see in the picture but this gives you the general idea. You can also see my Eyrie in the form of two dormer windows right at the top. All I can say is that is a lot of cleaning one way or another. It also shows you that Dan the window cleaner is a real hero who does the whole lot for a knock down rate.

Our house

Our house

That man has finally finished the Christmas shopping and all is wrapped up. I hope that I can identify my little bottle of something alcoholic without too many problems. I am sure that it will be there one way or another. If not then it is going to be a long Christmas day I can tell you. I think that it is unlikely that I will be in touch before the big day itself so hope that you can wait for our Christmas picture and that you are enjoying the build up to the big day. We certainly are having a good time but don’t tell that man as otherwise he will get all miserable on us. Hey ho. Is that the sound of jingle bells that I can hear or is it simply Bob the Sheep practising his one Sheep show. Unfortunately I fear that we all know the answer to that particular conundrum. Oh well no rest for the wicked.

2017 in review

Well that time of year has arrived where we look back and reflect on the year gone by.

Some years nothing much happens all year. Bob the Sheep might ring his little bell a lot or the Gorillas can say that they are not happy but the net effect is very much whatev. Not this year though as we have battled through adversity and bad temper to reach the end of it in a very different position to the one that we started in. To briefly summarise for those of you who have spent the last year on a different planet and might have missed this we moved this year-a lot! Yes that man decided that it was a good idea to test out his organisational skills and engage in a seemingly never ending battle of wits with a succession of foes who he never quite overcame. The list is a long one and we don’t want to revisit painful memories so we will draw a veil over a lot of what happened. However we would like to award a honorary Cliffie to that man as he eventually delivered us to our lovely new home in a part of the world where Ice Cream is on permanent tap. A bit of a result really one way or another I am sure you will agree. We also want to do the same for Uncle Tache as he has been by our side all year. Particular mention should go to him for the rather lovely Snuggler that we now occupy which is very snuggly indeed I can tell you.

In the wider world things have moved on. I suppose the biggest news is that we still have President Trump to keep us safe and secure in an ever changing world. I don’t think any of us saw that happening this time last year. He has certainly covered himself with “glory” in his first term or at least covered himself in something. I am very pleased that we no longer live in London as I don’t think that I could cope with a state visit and see him and Charlie boy prancing down the mall together and not be allowed to express my true feelings towards both of them. We also, rather surprisingly, have the same PM as we did-although only just. I really don’t want to get on the subject of UK politics as otherwise we will be here all day. Anyway back to reality and our annual Cliffies. Hold on to your hats for this.

We start with health guru of the year going to Uncle Rog who has broken his addiction to Battenberg cake. Apparently this is harder to give up, when staying with Big Nana at least, than crack cocaine. Well done Rog on that and the new hip. We also want to give a special mention to Mrs Rine for getting through the whole recovery period after surgery!

It has been a close run thing this year for our overseas fan club of the year title and we have had to split it. The overseas fan club of the year for those based in the same country goes to our American branch. Cliffiefest in London was great and they even managed to get that man inside a theatre which was a massive achievement. We also would like to award a separate award to best overseas fan club based in separate countries to our European brethren. It was lovely to see you and we hope that it won’t be too long before we are welcoming you to our new home where we can get some help with our smuggling operations.

Employer of the year goes to that man’s boss. It was pure genius of him to work out that by making that man part time they would see less of him and have to pay him less to boot. I think that they got the better part of that particular bargain as we are now subjected to that man for one day more each week and he is trying to impose some austerity measures on us. Good luck on that front is all I can say as this bird don’t do austerity. It didn’t work for that nice Philip Hammond and it won’t work for us either.

The award for self improvement goes to Aunty Helen who has learnt shorthand this year so that she can make more notes when she goes to lectures.

The birdwoman of Lancaster award once more goes to Big Nana and her baby Seagull who has been fed an eye watering diet of steak and chips all year and is now looking quite big and strong!

We now come to our most prestigious award the follower of the year award. We have thought long and hard about this and have decided to award it to…all of you! It has been a tough year for so many of you that we want to make the award to everyone who has followed our ramblings and hope that they have cheered you up. We also want to say thank you very much for all of your help and support throughout what has been a very tricky year for us here in the Eyrie. Well done one and all. I am sending out a massive Cliffie wingwave to one and all.

Well it is on to the joys of Christmas. That man has explained the concept for the Christmas piccie and we are happy with it so we need to do a full elf and safety assessment and we are then good to go!