The Umpire of The North

This is my first blog for a few days as I’ve been away in the north east of England. To clarify, it’s not the case you’re not allowed to write blogs in the area; so there’s no need to try send me up there permanently. I’m alluding to the fact I have been otherwise engaged, so I’ve…

A Songbird Sings But Walt Disnae

This time last year I was in the Aberdeenshire village from which my surname originated. Or at least it would have been if my name was Gary Lumphanan. Seriously, though, this time last year I’d just spent a relaxing first night at the Feughside Inn, in the picturesque village of Strachan. It was my first…

A Birthday Meal At Egon’s

My brother Ian was 51 yesterday. He asked me to include this in the event you haven’t sent his card or present yet…… Yes, I mean you in Felling!! The middle of the Strachan children is a good guy with great humanity and an unceasing generosity of spirit, who deserves good things in his life….

Luck Be A Lady Tonight… Or A Guy Even!

In a rare act of spontaneity, I booked a last minute theatre trip for my wife and I to see the show Guys & Dolls last night. To enhance the surprise for her I used a cunning ploy to keep the plans from her until as late as humanly possible…… I just didn’t tell her!…

“I Definitely Might!”

I try hard to improve my vocabulary and introduce new words into my blogs. “Articulation is the essence of the lexicographer’s trade.” I was once told by an old acquaintance. He wasn’t the brightest though, he had ‘L’ and ‘R’ on his specs so he knew which way around to wear them, so I was…

Breaching That Fine Line

I’m told that the line dividing inane and insane is blurred. In the days when a more sensitive incarnation of Gary Strachan worried what people thought of him, this line was approached with greater caution. I predominantly stayed clear of publicly writing things where it wasn’t apparent to me which side of this line a…

Is That Greg Wallace?

Blokes dressed as huntsmen chasing a guy in a fox outfit, individuals in Mexican fancy dress enjoying good natured banter with a gaggle of “USA” chanting Donald Trump’s, a dozen Santas, Power Rangers and a couple of blokes dressed as condiment dispensers…….. Just another Saturday at the cricket international at Headingley in Leeds. In addition…

That’s Another Fine Mess….!

In recent weeks I’ve been attempting to lose weight and up my fitness levels. The main driver for this being concerns about recent feelings of slovenliness and lethargy. I was also prompted into action after being labeled a ‘lard arse’ by a local rotund woman who sings at the conclusion of operas. I’ve embarked on…

Citadel Of Springs

Yesterday, my wife and I took the No.36 Ripon bus from Leeds, journeying to the charming North Yorkshire spa town of Harrogate. For a public transport bus, it was clean with comfortable seats. It’s facilities encompassed wifi and USB access; in addition to each stop being announced via auto message by BBC Look North presenter…