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Gary Strachan

2 kids who've flown the nest, 1 wife whose flown with Jet2. Born at a young age in 1960's Leeds, the author became interested in the literary life when his wife bought him a dog. Having an allergy to dogs, he swapped it for a typewriter. Being unable to train the typewriter to retrieve tennis balls, he reluctantly turned to writing...... Website - www.writesaidfred.org

    Where The Rainbow Ends – “I Regret To Tell You…”

    In this blog I thought I’d have a change of style and display my serious and sensitive side .……. I think I’ve just heard the sound of jaws collectively crashing onto desks, along with the dropping of mobile phones by anyone who knows me. This is in an attempt to add a new dimension to my writing. I was also inspired by a recent TV drama which was a true story of […]

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    Election, Darts, Making Beds & Chinese Burns

    Well, after weeks of anticipation the 7th May is almost upon us. After their months of hard work, we will soon find out which sweaty unappealing bloke will be victorious!……….Yes, not long now until the Betway Premier League Darts season starts at the Metro Arena Newcastle on Thursday! Oh, apparently there is an election of some sort on that day as well! ————————————————— It’s good to have my son Jonny […]

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    Utopian Wedding, Apart from the Lack of Marmite

    In my last blog I conveyed various yarns of a recent trip to Northumberland. What I didn’t explain is why I was up there. It was my way of keeping you in suspense! … What do you mean you’re really not that interested? Well I’m going to tell you anyway! …… Come back! Come back! … Hopefully it’ll be worth it! Karen and I travelled up to Northumberland for the […]

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    Scenic Beauty, Driving Tests and Green Neighbours

    As I write this blog I am sat in a hotel bedroom looking out on beautiful sunlit views of the Northumberland countryside. Below a cheery gardener, with his nasal hair flapping in the late spring breeze, tends to the immaculate lawns outside. He greets passing golfers and guests alike with a smile and the words “Better out, than in!” as he breaks wind unashamedly! The golfers and guests uncomfortably smile back, […]

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    Torches, The Patter of Tiny Feet and Lifestyle Changes

    Following a couple of days recharging my batteries I’m in a slightly better mood.…… I didn’t go anywhere; I just had chuffing loads of batteries that needed recharging. I’m now pleased to announce that all of my remote controls, torches ( I have two … One for looking in the loft and the other for looking in cupboards) and my Anthony Worrell-Thompson rotating bow tie are now all in perfect […]

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    Canoeing, Beer, The Leith Iceberg and Speaking in Tongues

    I’ve not written a blog since last week, when I wrote about attending an evening talk by the ex-Leeds United player Norman Hunter. In an era when Actual Bodily Harm was condoned on the pitch (and that was just the refs!) his uncompromising style earned him the nickname of ‘Bites Your Legs’. If he played in these times of the FIFA 2015 playstation game he may well have the nickname […]

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    Who is Your Mothers, Daughters Brother? – Blog #26

    I went to see a talk and Q&A last night with ex-Leeds Utd legend Norman Hunter. When I say that I don’t mean I went with Norman. He was the bloke in question my friends and I went to see give the chat. It was a good night of football chat and a pie and pea supper. Legend is an overused word at times in football, but Norman definitely fits […]

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