Implementing The Hirsuteness Reduction Project

Well it had to happen!…….. Despite my delaying tactics and protestations I finally relented and saw 50 Shades of Grey with Karen today….. Yes, I’ve spent half the morning going through a Dulux paint chart as she wants me to decorate the hallway. Prior to my wife and I scrutinising the paint chart, Karen kindly…

The Blog Of No Return

I have a menu on the garystrachan63.com landing page which gives a tongue in cheek background about the bloke behind the writing. At it’s conclusion, I use the following words of closure:- “Finally, I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it………… After all, why should I be the only one…

You’ve Missed A Bit, Gary!

It’s Sunday morning and the weather has finally got its act together. It’s good to look out onto my garden and see this meteorological change resulting in the daffodils, primulas, grape hyacinths and forget me nots taking on an altogether more upbeat body language. There is a kaleidoscopic display on show in the borders this…

My Baby’s One Today!

Yesterday morning I got a surprise when arriving at the breakfast table to be greeted with a smile and a cordial “Hello!” from my diminutive other half. The surprise wasn’t the cordiality of Karen’s greeting, moreover the fact we had a kitchen table. We certainly didn’t have when I retired to bed the previous evening!…

Hey Mr Postman

I’m in a high state of alert sitting penning this prose. Yours truly is under strict orders from my daughter Rachel not to move from the living room of maison de Strachan while she’s at work – A consequence of the expected arrival of an urgent package I’m required to sign for on behalf of…

Thanks For What You’re Doing

  “Thanks for what you’re doing.” Five shorts words (six if you count you’re as you are) that a supermarket customer felt compelled to convey to me yesterday. A short sentence of appreciation bestowed while donating to the cancer care charity I was stood collecting for. It wasn’t the most eloquent sentence I’d ever been…

The Delayed Diva

There is an endearing quirkiness regularly displayed by my wife, at times unintentionally, that never fails to amuse. Be this the sporadic misnaming of celebrities, the naive innocence about certain ‘near the knuckle’ subjects or just an ill thought out, but nevertheless humourous, question. This morning she gave a perfect example of the latter as…

Does Exactly What It Says On The Tin

It’s been a fruitful two days dans le jardin de la maison Strachan. Not only have I mowed both lawns, undertaken border work, jet blasted a patio and commenced staining the fencing, I also acquired the French translation of ‘in the garden at the Strachan home’. Each task was undertaken with Verve and Gusto. Well,…

This Phone’s Still Not Working, Marg!

Due to telephony issues, it has been a dramatic few days at Chez Strachan Senior. In fact it has become such a soap opera I’ve written a theme tune, which I’m hoping will become a hit when I’ve done writing the lyrics for Anita Dobson to release at Christmas. My dad Malcolm is intermittently unable…