Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday I wrote the first of what I plan to make a series of imaginary verbal jousts as I walk my beagle Bella during a 5-10 min stroll to the park, as part of her daily morning walk. These mostly absurd notions manifesting in my mind as I wander the street, a dirt track road,... Continue Reading →
Today started like everyday, with the walk. A dishevelled man with three score years of broken dreams emerged from a bedraggled duvet, standing up he adjusts his boxer shorts which feel like they’ve been screwed on by a spanner. Stretching melodramatically, he adds to the histrionics with an overly exaggerated yawn. The head of his... Continue Reading →
I’ve an unerring urge to use the word expedient within today’s narrative. My motive not to rage bait the Never Use Expedient In Prose Association (NUEPA), although to be honest, if that had been the reason, those stuffy bastards have had it coming for a while! My decision to utilise the noun (or adjective depending... Continue Reading →
Today sees another small step in my ongoing penmanship rehab. A further attempt to reinvigorate a passion for writing which has largely forsaken me since last December. A devotion waning in December 2025, after succumbed to a wave of self-doubt about my art; consequently becoming overwhelmed by lethargy and low-spirits. A malaise I’ve now resolved... Continue Reading →
Return of the Strac? With a blow out of the cheeks and a somewhat overdramatic sigh, I perch tentatively in front of my the keyboard. Today’s goal being the penning of my first blog since 11th December 2025. For months any ideas for my once daily pieces, numbering in excess of 2700 posts, remaining locked... Continue Reading →
Disclaimer - This is a parody Christmas quiz written to raise a chuckle, a smile, or at the very least a contented burp. All questions are fictional, and all answers marked True are quite clearly not!!... So now you know!! The following enquiries are penned in an absurd 'True or False' format. The aim is... Continue Reading →
If I am not on his naughty list, in fifteen days Santa will hopefully have visited chez Strachan, augmenting yuletide cheer with a sack full of Xmas gifts. Helping himself to a glass of single malt and a mince pie, prior to continuing with his work. A package delivery mission to make even the most... Continue Reading →
As highlighted in my blog The Beagle With The Seagull, I recently re-homed a beagle hound. Six weeks of providing shelter, poop picking, feeding, and walking the capricious hound have taught me a valuable lesson… I should have rehomed a budgie!... Only kidding, I would not swap Bella for the world. Unless of course the... Continue Reading →
A few weeks back, some sixty-six million years after dinosaurs became extinct and slightly before yours truly commenced penning this narrative, I rehomed a dog. The hound in question a four your old beagle who, for the purposes of the narrative (and because it’s her name), I shall call Bella. With details of the rehoming... Continue Reading →