January 2019's watch is almost at an end. In only a few short hours it'll be handing over the monthly baton to February who'll bequeath Northern Hemispherians slightly lighter nights, the Six Nations rugby championships and my uncle Bernard's birthday. January hasn't been the kindest of calendar months to yours truly, with it's 11th day … Continue reading Passing the Baton
I've just returned from a post-lunch stroll to pick up cardio meds from the pharmacy. Not a massive walk by any stretch of the imagination, however the half hour return journey was the longest hike I've undertaken during my rehabilitation from heart attack. Consequently, I'm heartened (pardon the pun) that I've achieved another small but … Continue reading Small Steps
While seeking an epiphany for today's blog subject a mug of lukewarm tea bearing the well-meaning words 'Keep Calm & Chill Out' stares back at me. Dining table in situ, it's message somehow seems personal, as if pointing out "Yes, Strachan. I'm talking to you!!" Coincidentally, the teal coloured cup bears the exact wording uttered … Continue reading Advocacies From The Mug Tree
Today is the first day since being discharged from hospital that I've felt less energetic than the previous day. Enveloped in a veil of lethargy, currently my only desire is to rest in my recuperative slumber pit, attempting to try coax out that errant vitality. Unlike in the nursery rhyme Hickory, Dickory, Dock, when casa … Continue reading Any Umbrellas?
Being currently housebound finding a topic which doesn't touch upon the health scare causing my hermitism can be a difficult task. I'd like to think I possess a creatively fertile mind, however the lack of doing much more than sitting on my ass writing makes that sitting on my ass writing a greater challenge. Although … Continue reading It’s All Greek To Me!
I've just returned from my local Sainsburys store where I've been stocking up with bananas, oranges, walnuts and a regenerative smoothie. A few of the new healthier dietary companions who now grace casa Strachan's fruit bowl; a kitchen item that until recently was home to crisp packets and bags of Haribo gummy bears. Fruit and … Continue reading Voorhees A Jolly Good Fellow
Yesterday I set up my 29th self-published book in preparation for printing. Without wanting to sound melodramatic, if things had've taken a different turn on 11th January my 28th tome would've been my last literary offering. The one I sent off for publishing yesterday becoming my metaphorical 'unfinished symphony'. The dozen or so narratives written … Continue reading Life In An Enya Video