Mother’s Day Bereft Of Mater

Mother’s Day – For over fifty springtimes a March day affording my siblings (Ian, Helen) and me opportunity to bestow a well-earned thank you to our much-loved mum. A warm, caring and loving parent who, along with our equally admirable father, underpinned our fledgling years; ensuring we entered adulthood equipped to bequeath similar qualities upon…

The Chippy On Dawlish Gardens

Today’s ‘To Do List’ includes taking mater for her weekly food shop. A well choreographed routine spent at the White Rose Shopping Centre (WR), Leeds, starting with a Costa coffee, purchase of comestibles from M&S, calling in Clintons for a greetings card, before the main weekly shop for consumables at Sainsburys. As I alluded to…

Grandad’s Trilby

Today, I sought topic inspiration for this blog by asking my diminutive spouse to tell me the first thing that entered her head; informing her I would use what she replied with as the subject of the narrative aujourd’hui. To my surprise she responded “The neurophysiological pathology and clinical advancements of stem cell science.” Karen can be a real dark…

She Hasn’t Got Two Ha’Pennies……

In times of seemingly endless negative and disturbing news stories, escalating worldwide political/religious tensions, enduring personal family issues and my en suite light fitting breaking, seeking a pastime to raise the spirits becomes one of life’s necessities. With this in mind, not to mention a desire to ‘give something back’ for the treatment and support…

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…

Why Are You Wearing Flippers Mally?

On a couple of occasions recently I’ve had very pleasant lunches out,  courtesy of two different Christmas gifts. On Friday, my wife Karen and I had a two course lunch with drinks at a Country House hotel in the Vale of York, courtesy of my sister Helen. While yesterday Karen, my parents and I had…

“It’s All Happening!”

It’s actor Sir Tom Courtney’s 78th birthday today. Born in Hull in the East Riding of Yorkshire, the knight of the realm’s critically acclaimed first appearance on that day won him the following rave reviews:-. “A superb entrance! ****” – Reighton Gap Courier. “A rousing first appearance. His strong projection bodes well for his future…

Planet Earth Is Blue

This morning I was saddened to hear of the death of David Bowie. In a era where new music predominantly comes in the way of insipid unoriginal offerings by boy/girl bands, reality TV contestants and boy/girl bands who were reality TV contestants, it’s dispiriting to lose a true musical legend. Bowie was an original. His creative journey avoiding…

Is David Attenborough Our Pop Man, Gaz?

Brotherhood can mean different things to different individuals. It can be the bond between siblings, fellowship of kindred spirits or a fraternal/trade organisation, to name a few. I wanted to talk about brotherhood of the sibling bond kind in this blog. If I’d not mentioned it before, I’m brother to two younger siblings, Ian (2…