Passing Time With Bob & Mavis

I’m currently sat with two family members in situ of a Radiology department waiting room. Treatment requirements presently dictate that our residence in this area of the oncology unit are frequent of late. I pass my time jotting down notes for a future narrative to incorporate as content to my website writesaidfred.org . As I…

Honey Taking The Rap In Conspiracy?

Lack of sleep. The curse of the insomniac, nemesis of those with a troubled mind and unwanted bedfellow of the buffoon who consumes 17 cups of coffee in a two hour period! I’m really struggling to stay awake today due to a woeful kip overnight. The culprit neither insomnia or excessive caffeine intake.  Although, if truth…

Taxi for Strachan!

I had an interesting weekly catch up on the telephone with my brother Ian yesterday. When I say interesting I’m probably stretching the truth a bit; perhaps the word I should have used was informative. He’s a top guy my bro, however, a recent run of calamities have set me wondering whether my mum may have had a…

A Decent Proposal

Yesterday I got completely blindsided when I was asked “What’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done?” It was a question I wasn’t expecting, coming as it did during a conversation about flue location limitations after recent changes in gas fitting regulations. It appears the bloke servicing my boiler was as chuffing random as yours truly! My wife may disagree, but…

One Day More

The consumer build up to the festive period is well and truly gathering momentum. Like the runaway carriage at the beginning of Les Miserables, it hurtles out of control creating collateral damage until its inevitable conclusion. In Les Mis, the victims requiring the intervention of the parole breaker Jean Valjean to gain respite from its carnage. However, in…

Tony Soprano’s Beekeeper

I had a strange dream last night. In series of images played back in time lapse motion, it told a tale of my involuntarily initiation into an organised crime ‘Family’. Thrown into an unwanted life of crime, I was more or less held against my will by this hard fisted, uncompromising group. Led by a bloke who looked like…

Philosophy & Poetry’s Ancient Quarrel

Greek philosopher Plato is accredited with proffering that “No human thing is of serious importance” I’d like to think he opined this moments before a tantrum at a Athenian waiter, the consequence of his halibut béarnaise had been delivered slightly undercooked. I picture a very public tirade in the renowned Uncle Terry’s bistro, situated over the…

Breaking Bad Habits

Annoying habits. We all have and subject people to them. Without exception, we have to endure other peoples, which are always more annoying than ours (cough, cough)! My personal pesky foibles include grinding my jaw to such an extent I wouldn’t look out of place in a gurning competition, tapping on the arms of the chair…

Hammersmith Sunset

Yesterday evening, after a lengthy day in our capital city, Karen and I got back to chez Strachan at around 11.30 pm; or 25.30 as a friend who can’t work out the 24 hours clock would say. Although tired, we were buoyed by seeing our son Jonny earlier in London town. That being said, we were relieved to get…