Eddie Waring’s Victoria Sponge Recipe

It’s the World’s Greatest Coffee Morning event today. Up and down this sceptre isle, hundreds of thousands of the populous will be slurping hot caffeine infused drinks (unless you have de-caffeinated), in addition to troughing on vast quantities of cakes and biscuits. All with the common charitable goal of raising millions of pounds for MacMillan…

Gregory’s Final Moments

It’s breezy out today. Sat here at the dining table, I’m looking out of my front window on a view of car’s, black wheelie bins and a large yellow flowering bush in my garden whose name escapes me at present. The bush is being gently shaken by the warm south westerly wind, it’s multitude of yellow…

Great News!

There was news that brought good cheer to chez Strachan yesterday, when my son Jonny rang to advise that he and his girlfriend had become engaged. His mother and I were delighted for them both, not to mention his choice of future wife. Jenny is an engaging, bright and beautiful girl who clearly makes our son very happy. Jonny’s…

A Good Walk Unspoiled

Thoughts of fond sporting memories past were ignited yesterday on hearing of the passing of legendary US golfer Arnold Palmer. Although sad news, a collage of fond childhood memories of 1970’s sport were rekindled by word of the man nicknamed The King’s death. As I mulled over this sad news to the background of nostalgic recollections, it dawned on…

The Investment of Generosity

“It’s ok dad, I’ll pay!” …….. A comment that over the years has started many a Strachan squabble in eating establishments up and down this sceptre isle. I’ve lost count of the times that particular comment has caused a scene at a bar, café or restaurant when uttered to my dad. Gums shields are donned as…

Clinging On!

Yesterday I wrote of middle age. A time when many people begin an existential crisis, resulting in behavioural changes such as buying a motorbike, a high performance car, writing inanely random blogs and wrapping your head in adhesive tape……. What do you mean no one else wraps their heads in tape? I penned of an age group melodramatically…

It’s Only A Number

Middle age brings with it a whole new set of issues to cope with. Conundrums such as hair sprouting from seemingly everywhere, apart from your head, rear its unsightly head. Not to mention sleeping through the night without a toilet break becoming a thing of the past Another apparent vagary of reaching 50 is that…

It’s Thingy’s Son

I’m struggling for a topic for today’s narrative. Lack of sleep, lack of inspiration and lack of sleep ensure my creative juices are currently barren…. Yes, I know I wrote lack of sleep twice above, but I did have a really bad sleep! Neil Diamond once sang ‘Money talks, but it don’t dance and it…

What’s Wrong With The Name Barnaby?!

Collecting with a charity box/bucket in a supermarket can be a great people watching exercise. By studying the diverse cross section of ages, races, creeds and colours that frequent these stores you soon get an indication of which demographic is more likely to donate. In this scenario I’m referring to people who are more likely…