A Pencil Line Of Duty
A New Literary Venture
As written about previously in the narrative My 2020 Vision, I plan to cut back on the number of blogs I pen for a short period in order to concentrate on re-writing a 370+ page draft tome initially written in spring of 2010. This a fictional emotional support team who bear the title of BEST (Birtdale... Continue Reading →
On The Street Where I Lived
Through latter day smoke signals which go under the guise of social media, I learned yesterday that ITV's cop drama Vera was being filmed at the bottom of the Gateshead street where, in the 1970's/80's, I spent my fledgling years. This Low Fell cul-de-sac with the Chowdene estate in the southern suburbs of Gateshead, a... Continue Reading →
Over-Analysing!
At one stage yesterday evening I found myself watching US drama Dexter in parallel to listening to Edward Elgar's classic orchestral work Nimrod (Enigma Variations). As entertainment multi-tasking is unusual behaviour for yours truly, on completion of Nimrod I began mulling over the significance of this break from the status quo (no not the band!).... Continue Reading →
A 2nd Class Return To Dottingham
I'd a rare break from writing yesterday. Leaving casa Strachan at 7.30am and not getting home until 11.00pm rendering opportunities of putting pen to paper nigh on impossible. My destination the city of Nottingham - Robin Hood's manor, domain made famous by Brian Clough, home of Boots the Chemist and place my late dad served... Continue Reading →
“I’ll Have 50p Each Way On…..”
It’s Grand National day this coming Saturday. A day of equine drama, jubilation, despair and, for many in the UK, their only sporting bet of the year. The throng of once a year punters, a well subscribed club of who myself belong - Apart from the few days a year when I go racing at... Continue Reading →
Good Evening All
There is a saying that you know you’re getting old when policemen start looking younger. Well, I’m firmly entrenched in middle age now and I can categorically say that the copper, in the video clip below, doesn't strike me as being in the throes of youth................The only way I would class him as young is... Continue Reading →
Lumbar Pain Revisited
On Saturday afternoon, I had a re-occurrence of the lower back problems I experienced during the week. I unaware of what caused the return of the pain, but the Strachan swear box has benefitted to my renewed cursing to such an extent we’re hoping to pay off the kids student loans. Thankfully, my discomfort had... Continue Reading →