Surprise, Surprise!!

Yesterday’s overnight dream played out with the peculiarity which ordinarily underpins my visions of slumber. This surreal plot line including me taking a hedgehog shopping for shoes, snogging late singer/TV presenter Cilla Black and witnessing a circus clown riding off on a Penny Farthing bicycle he’d stolen from my garage. Events raising several questions upon…

Pipe Dreamer

Afflicted by acute fatigue, I’ve felt a bit under the weather the last few days. Consequently, I’ve suffered from lethargy, along with a lack of vigour, likely contributing to GJ Strachan falling back asleep at 8am; not stirring again until 11am. Overnight I was awoken briefly with a dry coughing fit, an episode repeated between…

Owing It To Myself

An acquaintance recently felt moved to express wonderment at the prolificacy yours truly displays with the quantity of blogs I produce. I’d have liked them to have prefixed the word blog with the adjective brilliant, however, they’re not ones for going overboard in their praise….. or lying! They opined my penning of a daily narrative…

An Uncomfortable Journey

I’d a bizarre dream overnight during which I ventured to the upmarket Cote d’Azure town of Nice in a recreational vehicle (RV) I’d constructed from wood. You’ll be unsurprised my night vision odyssey wasn’t the comfiest I’d ever experienced. For a start, it’s the first journey I’ve ever undertaken where rump splinters were a genuine…

Baffling Night Visions

I’d a particularly fraught dream last night; these slumber visions playing out in a huge indoor labyrinth. A highly unsettling set of events where I’d been informed by the labyrinths owner, who went by the moniker Mr G Roundhog-Day, my liberty could only be secured by prevailing in a set of gruelling, idiosyncratic challenges. Among them…

Better Than No Dream

Striving to constantly evolve as an erudite wordsmith and thinker, I’ve recently began harbouring aspirations of producing more intellectually philosophical output. My normal dabbling into philosophy, which has sprung forth wisdom such as “Well, that’s it then!” and “Hmmmm, never mind!”, aren’t without value as such. However, even the most benevolent of souls would rightly…

Any Umbrellas?

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…

Still Chasing

Inspirational quotes – Well meaning advocacies supporting those venturing along a path in search of aspiration fulfillment. In particular, it’s intended audience of the disillusioned, disheartened or fatigued dreamer. Words of guidance encouraging those whose half full glass has mutated into one that’s half empty, that nothing good comes without strong foundations and tenacity when…

Feast Afore Famine Prevails

I’m growing ever more concerned that during my hours of slumber I’m being fed subliminal fashion advice by latter day musketeer Laurence Llewellyn-Bowen. With them being subliminal, I can’t prove I’m being secretly indoctrinated by TV’s dandy interior designer. However, what other possible explanation could there be for my recent sporadic daytime urges to google…