Crows Of The East

Endeavouring to reach the plateau of moving poetic prose my brother Ian produces in song lyrics, at the weekend I asked my younger sibling what his secret was. Misunderstanding to what I was alluding, Ian candidly responded his guilty secret was finding animated dog Scooby Doo adorable. Not wishing to dwell on this revelation, yours…

The Unused Questions

Due to a few of our groups unavailability, who’d more pressing appointments, Thursday nights bi-weekly online quiz was cancelled. Consequently, the questions prepared for this clambake remained unused; instead gathering metaphorical dust on my laptop hard drive. Of course, I could’ve saved these intentionally absurd inquiries until the next online get together. However, hamstrung by…

Quiz Round 25th February

Please note – These are a fictional bunch of questions, written by yours truly in an intentionally absurd style. Any answer that is highlighted as true bears not one shred of factual truth. True or False True or False – Wordsmith and high school jumper monitor Gyles Brandreth’s favourite word beginning with the letter X…

Side Affects

This afternoon I’m scheduled to receive my first coronavirus vaccine. I know it’s my inaugural jab as I’ve not previously been afforded one. If I had, within this pieces initial sentence, I’d have highlighted it was my second shot in the arm. Unless, of course it was my third. In which case, as there’s only…

Your Sartre For Ten

Under current COVID-19 restrictions, the cliche of everyday being Groundhog Day has been mooted frequently. However this week, on 2nd February, marks the actual Groundhog Day. An occasion citizen’s of Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, observe the behaviour of local groundhogs as they emerge from their burrows. In particular their reactions to that day’s meteorological conditions. Folklore decreeing:-…

True or False?

In lieu of today’s daily observations, I enclose questions yours truly wrote and delivered during yesterday’s Zoom quiz with buddies. Endeavouring to augment the already high levels of brio imparted by fellow participant, my inquiries the usually absurd ‘True or False’ format. A concept habitually adopted for these occasions by GJ Strachan. Please note, any…

Putting The Freshness Back

Yesterday morning, the downstairs of my marital home (which I’m currently housesitting) underwent a thorough spring clean. This sanitisation an upgrade from the twice weekly cursory dust and vacuum ordinarily gifted to the furniture, devices and ornaments. Consequently, Wednesday witnessed enhanced dustocide’ including the removal and cleaning of all tomes residing within the book case….

Decluttering Steptoe’s Yard

Endeavouring to negate my mum’s garage looking like Harold Steptoe’s rag and bone yard, this morning I booked a local council skip delivery. Consequently, in the not too distant future, Gascoigne J Strachan III will declutter the abundance of currently unused bric-a-brac residing in mater’s car shelter. Footnote – Incidentally, my name isn’t really Gascoigne…

An Unusual Choice

As with most people, ordinarily I wake with little, or no, recollection of the dreams which’d played out during slumber. This morning, though, upon reveille GJ Strachan could vividly recall sections of his night visions, including unlikely scenes of being in receipt of a neck tattoo. Within this slumbering storyline, my body art of choice…