Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
“They’re lovely people”; they aren’t “They’re so clever”; they weren’t Undeserved pedestals constructed by role models naive Voiced by those witnessing self-righteous, authentic or not. Acquiesce to the ‘lovely people’ Cow tow to the supposedly ‘erudite’ Mantra of insecurity; foolhardy bastion of subservience Consequence, imbecilic compliance to those unworthy. “Blessed are the peacemakers.” Almighty’s adoption promised as thy... Continue Reading →
This afternoon I had my first experience of transporting someone around a shopping centre in a wheelchair. This the consequence of my dad deciding he felt well enough to accompany my mum and I on a weekly comestible shop at Sainsburys, in the White Rose Shopping Centre. A supermarket shop my parents is generally a comical affair, where my dad's OCD goes... Continue Reading →
Despairing soul unhidden by eyes azure Anchor of one score years and ten exacerbates Ungrateful product of family fatuous Dowry from dimwits, legacy of the loathsome. Yeti drained of emotion, spiritually spent Will recompense for anni horribilis ever manifest? Half existence sacrifice an act of unreconciled folly? Avenues of joy anchor obstructed, duration decades Townsend penned... Continue Reading →
Throwback Monday - An updated version of a tongue in cheek narrative I wrote two years ago on the topic of project management:- One hundred and twenty four years today France became the first country to make it mandatory for all cars and carriages to have a registration plate. The introduction of this innovative epiphany was to support the surete (French... Continue Reading →
Wintertide At The Fox Parkland situ alehouse Stout of porter and constitution Thou comforting embers aglow Warming soul and spirit from unwanted chill. Wintertide sanctuary from Theoi Meteoroi Sustain thy children until time of bell Till adieus fall silent from thy ears And the Peroni pipes flow abates The Road to Recovery 2014, bereft... Continue Reading →
This morning, I met a Strachan relative for the first time since the early 1970's. The gent in question being my dad's cousin whose father and my grandfather were brothers; two pranksters, blue of eye and mischievous of smile. He (Steve) knocked this morning at my front door as he'd been to my neighbour Mike's house to quote him for a decorating... Continue Reading →
In stadium white rose, rendezvous unexpected Pater and his boy, a chance encounter Offspring’s trademark smile greets old man Joint remit witnessing of Roses War skirmish Willow belabouring leather sphere contest Superior tally victor; Lewis/Duckworth welcome not Will the House of York or Lancaster prevail? A battle to win, though not victory of war. ... Continue Reading →
My week of exercise and healthy eating unceremoniously came off the rails yesterday evening. The willpower of yours truly, stoic foe of temptation over the previous seven days or so, conspicuous by it's absence during a visit to Headingley cricket ground. An evening sojourn with a pal to witness the Yorkshire v Lancashire T20 Blast game. All the ingredients were there to... Continue Reading →
Like most individuals, I find the current posturing and rhetoric emanating from North Korea and the USA distasteful and deeply disturbing. Witnessing these scenes on yesterday's news bulletins, and mulling over their potential consequences, brought to mind a 1980 public information film (PIF) on surviving a nuclear attack. Before proceeding, I want to clarify I find nothing remotely humorous about nuclear war, or... Continue Reading →