He’s Percy & She’s Glad

In lieu of today’s blog I enclose a whimsical short story written for part of writing workshop I attended today. Hopefully it’ll scratch that literary itch:- “For the love of god, can you please turn that bloody central heating down, GG!” An admonishment delivered from inside his battered old bird cage by outspoken parrot Percy….

A Cat Called Nigel

Today (hopefully) sees the the commencement of calm after the storm of moving from one West Yorkshire residence to another. An odyssey starting in January when my siblings and I first marketed our late parents abode; an episode which ended as 2022’s ninth month dawned. Footnote – Incidentally, I’m not singling out West Yorkshire as…

Mischief

I’ve woken this morning with an audacious urge to walk down a busy high street, approach a complete stranger and enthusiastically offer the greeting “Hello there!… Fancy meeting you here!…. I bet you don’t remember me!” After they’d responded with a baffled “Errrrrr…… Errrrrrmmmm….. Sorry, no I don’t.”, I’d retort with a cold and unemotive…

To Be Frank

“Satan had his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but I am solitary and abhorred.” – Frankenstein In these COVID-19 induced circumstances, this poetic quote expressing the extreme cruelty of existence tainted by complete loneliness and isolation, resonated with me. This notion manifesting from a mental health aspect; not from a personal perspective. After…

Trouble in Lapland?

Door sixteen of the advent calendar sits ajar. Consequently, Santa’s only eight days left to bark out further motivational banter to his reindeer ‘army’, prior to their gruelling twenty four hour shift dragging fat arse and his gift laden chariot around the globe. In preparation for an arduous night on the 24th December, Dasher, Dancer,…

Joke

Despite the misery of watching England rugby team capitulate in the World Cup Final against South Africa, for a brief period during the game I’d a wry grin on my face. This smirk a consequence of a ferocious clash between opposing prop forwards which evoked memories of a favourite anecdote relayed to me in the…

Counterfeit

I’m commencing this Sunday morning blog sustained by a comfort food breakfast of a cuppa and sausage sandwich. I didn’t get an opportunity to pen a narrative yesterday; a result of spending time in the company of with my brother Ian. Yours truly’s younger sibling my lifelong best buddy who I’d not seen for around…

Shine On Keith Moon

I’d my twice yearly dental check-up yesterday afternoon. After a disastrous start to the year health wise, an appointment where I’d factored in arriving ten minutes early, allowing time to update my medical history on the practise’s records. Predominantly to disclose the now lengthy list of medication I now consume on a daily basis. This not…

It’s Better Than Digging A Ditch

I vacuumed my car interior this afternoon. With the vehicle’s dark grey upholstery and vacuum cleaner nozzle ordinarily like ships that pass in the night, I’m unsure whether it was me or my trusty old Vauxhall Astra most surprised by this spontaneous act. “What’s the big deal, Strachan?!….. Removing dust and litter from the seats…