No Friend Of Mine

Today sees the continuation of yours truly’s new daily trend of writing blogs prior to 6am. This novel practice a consequence of habitual insomnia; an affliction which ordinarily kicks in at around 4am every morning. The catalyst to this new reveille routine an irksome brew of one, two, or all, of the following;- Overheating due…

After A Word From Our Sponsor

Due to the fact they were earning me a pittance, not to mention feeling they detracted from the ‘kerb appeal’ of my website pages, yesterday I removed the advertisement functionality on strachan.blog . Upon hearing that news, you may proffer “Why don’t you just write to a standard which’d attract a larger readership audience and…

What Would Laurence Llewellyn-Bowen Do?

With the construction element of chez Strachan’s bathroom revamp now completed, GJ Strachan’s thoughts have turned to selecting the chamber’s ornamental and pictorial furnishings. Before proceeding further I’d like to clarify that, despite possibly reading differently, my initial sentence doesn’t mean I couldn’t embark on accessory selection until plumbing’d been concluded and silicon dry. Yours…

Feast And Famine

First thing this morning, seeking to identify ingredients which’d contribute to this evenings culinary masterpiece, I undertook an impulsive audit of refrigerator items. Among these comestibles were half a bottle of coke, a half bottle of Pinot Grigio, three-quarters of a lemon, along two cheeses that’d seen better days….. Although, I suspect those better days…

The COVID Which Stole Xmas

Under COVID’s watch, it’s clear brio levels during Halloween, Bonfire Night on the 5th November, along with the Christmas period will be significantly lower than usual. Under virus restrictions, these traditional festivals/events will afford only a fraction of the perennial verve normally brought to the table. Amongst my thoughts on virus impact, it dawned on…

Slipping Into Bad Habits

Under coronaviruses watch, I’ve started succumbing to a practise which’s ordinarily a huge bug bear of mine – This the act of comfort buying. Even worse, some of the impulse online purchases are taking place after a couple of glasses of wine. This practise, to borrow a much used phrase by the old lady, setting…

Dark Whimsy

It’s a beautiful day today……. Well from a weather perspective anyhow. With regards the resplendence of today’s events, as it’s only 9am, it’s too early in the day to comment. After all, while later enjoying the warm solar rays during my daily stroll to the local store, I may get run over by a bus….

Caterwauls Abated By Cat On Wall!

My aural backdrop while today’s lyricals are being waxed is a screeching, attention seeking wood pigeon; along with the distant rumble of tyres on the M62 motorway. Despite the latter’s westbound traffic heading towards several recently locked back down areas, that asphalt corridor seemingly still bustles with Lancashire bound traffic. Mercifully, the pigeon has just…