“Wake up and smell the coffee!” is a comment we could all do with hearing every now and again. I always find being given that piece of advice useful to re-focus on the positive aspects of my life. That being said, I’m not as appreciative of receiving those words when asleep at 7am after my…
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The Curiously Named Vegetarian Cat
Currently bereft of a topic for today’s narrative my eye (well both eyes really) is drawn to the behaviour of two of the neighbourhood cats. One of which is sat on my front lawn, while the other cavorts with abandon in my back garden. While Marmalade gorges on the spoils of a recent hunting expedition…
Tales From Waiting Area 3
Another day, another hospital waiting room. Today, I’m in Waiting Area 3, which is very similar to Waiting Area 2 and not unlike Waiting Area 1. However, it has to be said it’s a great improvement on Waiting Area 4 which was full of car tyres and exhausts……. Although I might be confusing that with…
What A Carry On!
I’m having my boiler replaced today. Incidentally, that’s the house boiler not mine!…… I’m not equipped with a boiler; not since I had it removed after problems with my flue!……. Flaming heck I’ve gone into ‘Carry On….’ mode, I best move on quickly! When I was a nipper, my mum said to me “If you…
Not An Exact Science
“I had coffee this morning with an new acquaintance who I found forthright. I was late though as he told me his local cafe was third right!” I know that’s an awful gag that I shouldn’t have shared in this meander down random avenue, which is the main road connected to the third right and…
“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…
Return of The Prodigal Son
It was good to have my son Jonny and his girlfriend Jenny visit yesterday afternoon. To celebrate the return of the prodigal son, we lit the bbq, dining heartily on a fatted calf (well sausage, beef burgers and ribs). When I call him the prodigal son, I’m not making comparisons to Jesus’ parable of the…
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…
Strachan The Quill
We had a family discussion this morning which broached upon the subject of the principality of Wales. The living room in Chez Strachan rang out with erudite verbal interactions, predominantly centring around the naming convention utilised by the Welsh back in the day. In particular, we discussed how we felt this nicknaming would manifest itself…