Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred

Off The Wall Essays From Deep Within A Capricious Mind


Treadmill Vogue

I’ve spent the last few hours taking my mum for her weekly comestible shop at a south Leeds supermarket. During today’s oft challenging sojourn, taking the opportunity to collect a phone whose tariff I’d upgraded to yesterday evening, along with investing in new and more en vogue gym kit. The latter I felt required imperatively to address the fact during yesterday’s Fitness Circuits class appearing as though I’d acquired my […]

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The Wheels Are Rolling

Akin to a learner driver in control of a manual transmission automobile, with a wee sense of achievement, this morning I’ve tentatively reached a metaphorical clutch and accelerator biting point. An event which consequently set in motion the dawning of yours truly’s 2020 New Years resolutions. This morning my attendance at a Health Circuit class at an east Leeds leisure centre providing the aforementioned engagement of clutch plate with fly […]

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Resolution Procrastination

Saturday 4th January – It’s early afternoon as I commence this prose. My observations relayed whilst residing in a south Leeds retail outlet’s food court; along with thousands of prospective consumers, my companions an oft utilised laptop and Americano coffee. The low winter sun shining through the glass dome roof overhead adds a glow to Christmas decorations enjoying their final day exhibiting chromatic displays prior to tomorrows twelfth night and […]

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Respecting A Club Icon

Yesterday, 2nd January, saw me attending the first (and hopefully my last) funeral of 2020. The journey up to Gateshead taken with buddy and former team mate John Hutchison, paying respects to a recently passed doyen of a cricket club we’d both represented at various junctures of our life odysseys. The wake giving me an opportunity to, for the first time since summer 1987, enter the club house of Gateshead Fell […]

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My 2020 Vision

New Year 2020 has dawned. Amongst the objectives I’ve given myself during this next twelve months is the perennial promise of addressing the paucity of my gym visits, exploring options of narrating yours truly’s prose into podcasts. Along with a desire to instigate world peace with an online campaign with the work in progress title of ‘Don’t Be A T**t!!’ Some may deem the latter as highly improbable, if not […]

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The Greatest Lesson

2019 lays moribund edging towards its demise in a few hours time. It’s passing signalling not just the end of the year, but also a decade which’s been a rollercoaster whose troughs  and dips occasionally caused me to metaphorically scream to get off. This soon to be laid to rest decade starting as the rest was going to pan out for the following nine. 2010 starting with such high hopes, […]

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¿Qué zona de confort?

I’ve just returned from a round trip to Cheshire, picking up my mother from her Christmas hiatus at my sisters home. Bringing back the matriarch home to West Yorkshire, ending my few angst-free days of solitude. Mater (Maggie) was in fine spirits on the journey home, her yuletide spent in the company of my youngest sibling, her husband Steve and their two young children allowing some respite from the more […]

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