Following this morning’s meander down the Main Street to my local Tescos Extra food store, I wanted to commence this lexicological sojourn advising my readership I’m safely repatriated within the familial home….. Mind you, only just! Admittedly, this return into the Strachan abode not warranting the dramatic profile of the eponymous character’s home-coming in the Parable of the Prodigal Son’s. After all, this prodigal son’s odyssey for was merely embarked […]
As I plough on with these diaries chronicling life under the epee de Damocles, hovering menacingly over the globe in the shape of COVID-19, my mum’s sitting opposite deriding an auctioneer on TV show Bargain Hunt. A dour looking fellow who she opines should display a chirpier persona, especially as “He’s on the bleeding telly!” Listening to the old lady’s sneering at this bald forty-something chap, who admittedly isn’t the […]
It’s April Fools Day. Consequently, we’ll have a day littered with inane pranks, silly stories and tiresome practical jokes…… In other words it’s business as usual dans maison de Strachan. I find some practical jokes whimsical and innovative. For instance, yours truly was amused when hearing of a prank an acquaintance plans involving the filling of hollow Easter egg gifts with toothpaste…….. That being said, if she employs that form […]
I’ve just returned from an essentials shop at the local convenience store. With it’s checkouts fitted out with clear plastic tarpaulin, aimed at providing employees a degree of protection from the COVID-19 virus, it manifested notions within me I’d inadvertently wandered onto the kill set in an episode TV drama Dexter. On reaching the till, the woman serving me asked me to join her in wearing a mask. When I […]
I’m beginning to wander if this frequent hand washing malarky, a necessity in this stark COVID-19 era, is starting to erode away my fingerprints. I raise the topic as within the past week I’ve observed my devices with fingerprint recognition technology seem only to sporadically respond to my dab. My paranoia manifesting notions the access interruption maybe an unyielding coronavirus strategy by proxy. One whose agenda is to further mess with […]
As world death rates continue to escalate at alarming rates, courtesy of our COVID-19 viral nemesis, I read with interest today’s the birthday of comedian/performer Eric Idle. He the writer of Monty Python’s whimsical ditty Always Look On The Bright of Life; an adage which admittedly isn’t the easiest advocacy to adopt under current circumstances. Some may inquire what’s the big deal about Idle’s song and my flimsy link to an […]
Day ten of isolation amongst the hallowed halls and chambers of chez Strachan. I understand that description is rather grand for a three bedroomed detached house on the Leeds/Wakefield borders. However, the poet within me was loathed to embark upon today’s prose with a deeply unimaginative sentence, such as ‘Day ten of being stuck in this bloody house!’ On this prevailing sojourn, where I constantly endeavour to self-improve at my […]
