This morning, courtesy of social media, I reheard (or heard for the first time) a bunch of tunes recorded in the 80s/90s by a group made up of friends. They were/are a band that have performed under many monikers in the last 30 years or so, but one thing that never changed was the quality of their music..... That... Continue Reading →
Fe Fi Fo Fum…..
I'm on the way back from Newcastle by locomotive as I convey this tale of my overnight stop in the north east of England. Despite foolishly decided to wear my porcupine skin undies on my return journey to Yorkshire, the carriage seat provides an adequate comfort level. A much needed change of scenery turned out to be a great... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
Where There’s Muck There’s Brass
I picked my brother Ian up from Leeds rail station this morning. When I met up with him, he was in good spirits as he’d written some song lyrics on his journey south from Newcastle. My younger sibling hasn’t shared his musical poetry with me yet, although I can’t wait to hear his 2016 Christmas... Continue Reading →
Grandad’s Trilby
Today, I sought topic inspiration for this blog by asking my diminutive spouse to tell me the first thing that entered her head; informing her I would use what she replied with as the subject of the narrative aujourd’hui. To my surprise she responded “The neurophysiological pathology and clinical advancements of stem cell science.” Karen can be a real dark... Continue Reading →
“The Clever Get Can Even Spell Krzywiki!”
Saturday 19th September 1970 probably doesn’t register in the conscious mind of most people as anything special. Potentially, if you are a rock music aficionado, you may know it as the day of the first Glastonbury Festival held at Michael Eavis's farm in Glastonbury. A keen rock fan may also register the date as one... Continue Reading →
A Bit Of A ‘To Do’!
I had a discussion about voice recognition security with a representative of a financial institution today. Displaying the usual excellent customer service I've come to expect from the keepers of the Strachan fortune, I was interestingly provided with an insight into how part of my security details could be partly verified by my voice. Re-assured... Continue Reading →
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.... Continue Reading →
“He Wants Bleedin’ Milkin’, The Fat Get!”
“Right, then, it's Manchester United versus Spurs in this cup tie here at Old Trafford. And it's the fair-haired, slightly balding Charlton to kick off.” Words of commentary delivered with gusto by sports teacher Mr Sugden (played by the late Brian Glover) in a scene from 1970 British movie Kes. His descriptive words not only... Continue Reading →