Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
It’s April Fools Day. As a consequence today will be littered with inane pranks, silly stories and tiresome practical jokes…… In other words, it’s business as usual at maison de Strachan. I find some practical jokes quite funny, such as filling hollow Easter eggs with toothpaste. However,, with Easter still a fortnight off our modest domain is currently bereft of chocolate... Continue Reading →
An early morning intervention of my nimbostratus nemesis scuppered todays plans of applying preservative to chez Strachan’s garden fencing. The wooden target area rendered untreatable by the thick charcoal cloud's unwelcome precipitation. Even though I applied wood stain to the majority of my fence panels last year, this task remained a necessity as areas remain untreated due to being covered by deciduous... Continue Reading →
It's Tuesday 28th March and I’m currently sitting with my missus at a Leeds oncology unit, awaiting her four weekly treatment. As I perch uncomfortable on a blue fake leather sofa, my eyes are drawn to three doors opposite. Adjacent to the matt grey doorways, signage kindly informs anyone who’s interested that this trio of portals lead to... Continue Reading →
Despite it still being March, yesterday's pleasant West Yorkshire temperatures allowed for our family Mother's Day roast dinner to be consumed alfresco. The sunny temperate weather enabling my wife, adult children, my parents and I to sit comfortably at the patio table, whilst we chewed the fat...... I knew I should have bought a leaner cut of meat! Only kidding, the... Continue Reading →
Today marks the 2nd anniversary of me setting up my website garystrachan63.com ( writesaidfred.org ). It has become a big part in my therapy to help with the more challenging circumstances my family are living with. In fact I'd say I've grown so fond of it that it's now like one of the kids. Thankfully,... Continue Reading →
A journey east along A64 was the order of the day for my missus and me on Friday evening. Our trek was to see a show named You Win Again in the Minster city of York; a metropolis of beauty, history and manufacture of Kit-Kats. On arrival, after purchased a bouquet of flowers for my mater... Continue Reading →
An updated blog, written 12 months ago.....
Having just watched BBC TV’s Bargain Hunt, a couple of things immediately struck me. Firstly, my already held opinion of how rubbish Auntie Beeb’s competition prizes are was further endorsed. Secondly, that I’ll watch any old s***e on the telly. The winners of todays show, where two teams attempt to usurp each other at auction selling the antiques... Continue Reading →
I’m a bit late penning todays offering as I’ve been otherwise occupied glossing doors, skirting boards and landing woodwork. A therapeutic task which, accompanied with an eclectic set of Apple Music playlists, passed surprisingly quickly. I sanded the woodwork to the sound of Sinatra, glossed the skirting/doors to a 2000’s mix and the landing woodwork... Continue Reading →