Thoughts From The Care Home

As I begin this chronicle I’ve just returned into my mothers care home room after vacating it while nurses undertook … More

Change of Habits

Keen to avoid depressing analysis of my footballing amours Leeds United’s (LUFC) insipid start to the season, in the last … More

“Morning has broken, like the first morning; blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.” What better way to start my … More

With my troubled bonce laid on pillow, a soundscape of incidental Cuban music from US drama Dexter, flashing lights from … More

A fragrant redolence of lavender accompanies me while penning today’s literary output in Mally’s Bar (the garden patio area I’ve … More

In yesterday’s blog Grand Designer, I touched upon the thorny topic of god’s existence. A debate fed by a toxic … More

I feel moved to enter the idiom ‘It is what it is’ at some point within today’s narrative. As this … More

I’m currently making the most of sitting in an environment of rare serenity in chez Strachan. For the first time … More

A pleasant stroll around Ardsley reservoir with Coco provided this mornings raison d’être for yours truly. My little Labrador buddy … More