Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday afternoon, during discourse with a friend about reality TV, she alerted me to an intriguing program within the genre titled 'The World's Worst Serial Killers'. This broadcasting 'gem' a televisual offering her husband apparently deems as 'must see' fare. Upon hearing the show's label I highlighted the misleading use of the adjective 'worst' within... Continue Reading →
Over the past two years, or so, I've penned on several occasions about my lab/retriever buddy Coco. The loveable canine force of nature whose exuberance on greeting people is delivered with such forceful excitement it wouldn't surprise me if her hello registered on the Richter Scale. As a middle-aged man who'd never owned a dog... Continue Reading →
I've been in a mischievous mood of late. While going about my daily existence, this modality manifesting desires to act upon the devilment frequently springing into yours truly's cognisant mind. Some of these silly episodes making it past the idea stage, gaining liberty into the ether via the conduit of my sometime 'shoot from the... Continue Reading →
It's amazing to think the month of March will be upon us on Tuesday and, like a hapless giraffe who’d ordered the incorrect takeaway pizza, we'll stand one sixth of the way through 2022's watch. As the cliché goes ‘Time flies’……. Well, apart from Bank Holidays when the French air traffic controllers are normally on... Continue Reading →
In recent times notions relating to my late father have been amongst the numerous visitors to my mercurial mind. My cerebrum in receipt of thoughts relating to the old fella who four years ago passed away, depriving my brood of his inherent warmth, kindness, wisdom and love of family. Amongst memories appertaining to the patriarch... Continue Reading →
As a young lad I was a significantly more inquisitive than's been the case in adulthood. Free from adult distractions of paying a mortgage, working shifts in a job I wasn't fond of and providing for a family of four, my fledgling inquiring mind was given carte blanche to roam, learn and expand. For instance,... Continue Reading →
Dark grey clouds provide the landscape as I look out from the deck of my newly constructed ark. A vessel built on a whim two weeks prior to the arrival of the seemingly endless precipitation which's dogged West Yorkshire of late, Unlike Noah, there's not two of every animal on my buoyant new abode which... Continue Reading →
At the beginning of each show, late entertainer Bruce Forsyth greeted his audience with a catchphrase "Nice to see you. To see you......" which his viewers would dutifully respond to with a raucous cry of "Nice!" Well after yesterday's torrid time at the hands (if indeed gales possess hands) of Storm Eunice, it's fair to... Continue Reading →
Yesterday evening I was one of six fellas fortunate enough to partake in a highly entertaining bi-weekly Zoom quiz. This gig involving buddies who, like myself, were raised in the south Gateshead suburb of Low Fell. Three of our number (including GJ Strachan) moving away from the area decades ago - The other trio remaining... Continue Reading →