It’s the bane of any dog owners life, but like it or not is a task they’ve to grin and bear on a daily basis… Well, it is the down side for the one’s who have the decency to pick up after their canine. Gathering up a pooches poop won’t sit within even the most…
Tag: whimsy
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….
They Don’t Write Themselves
One of the sternest challenges when writing a daily blog is unearthing a narrative’s subject matter. Consequently, it’s not unusual for me to spend part of my morning staring at a blank laptop page, gracelessly slurping on a cuppa until experiencing the aforementioned topic ‘light bulb’ moment – A notion which I’ll only adopt if…
Night Skating
It’s 6.30am on a Saturday morning and I’ve just woken from the bizarre dream sequence which played out during slumber. This offbeat night vision’s plot line including involvement in a game of ice hockey while awaiting my car to be repaired at an adjacent garage. As these scenes manifested, I don’t know what surprised me…
Hypocrisy
Yesterday teatime, while yours truly hovered over the bbq grill listening to talkSport on the radio, the serenity of my soul was soured by an item relating to England football fans. In particular a description of one England fan’s behaviour before, during and after England’s Euro 2020 final game with Italy. Incidentally, when saying hovering…
Sounding Like A Plan
This morning I spoke to a friend who told me he’d met a new girlfriend online. I’m assuming he meant their initial rendezvous took place on a dating website, not that he’d to untie her from a train track like a silent movie hero…… Perhaps, I should be a bit more inquisitive. According to my…
Back On Crutches
As I commence this daily chronicle my laptop clock has just clicked onto 4.40am – A decision to pen these paragraphs at this ungodly hour a consequence of being unable to slumber. This a consequence of suffering extreme discomfort following re-straining my right lateral knee ligament, which I initially injured four weeks ago.. To clarify,…
On A Roll
I’m currently making the most of sitting in an environment of rare serenity in chez Strachan. For the first time in a week I’m writing a blog without a distracting background soundscape, such as the murmur of daytime TV, nor the thunderous snoring of my mother or Coco (the canine buddy I’m dog sitting until…
Spectrum of Emotions
Well, my little buddy Coco appeared to enjoy a splendid birthday on Thursday. Sure, it wasn’t an occasion playing out with any great pomp and circumstance – The beautiful Labrador/retriever cross’s official arrival into middle age not celebrated with a marching band, elaborate firework display or quaffing of champers. However, my poochy pal still managed…