Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday evening, I participated in a verve filled Zoom quiz night with six buddies originating from, and in some cases still living in, Gateshead. Rounds of general knowledge, sport, music, absurdity and Argos codes intertwined with live acoustic music, ensuring the clambakes attendees spent an esprit laden three hours. At the end of the evening,... Continue Reading →
Tonight is Zoom quiz night with buddies from the north east of England. An inquisitorial and musical shindig, borrowing from traditional variety entertainment formats utilised by Old Time Music Hall and, latterly, TV's Sunday Night at the London Palladium. None of the six-eight participants/performers of our clambake bear the great names of music hall entertainers... Continue Reading →
This morning the UK government announced they've ordered millions of doses of Pfizer's coronavirus vaccine. Thank the Lord, the cavalry is on its way and come springtime this country's populace maybe able to reclaim some semblance of pre-COVID existence. Our leaders bulletin making today a historic day; one which'll live long in the memory..... Unless,... Continue Reading →
As December grasps the calendar baton from November, whose watch matched the previous eight months starkness on Planet COVID, apparently snow is forecast in West Yorkshire for the coming days. If this was Canada, Amazon delivery vans would be changing to snow tyres, gritters/ploughs would be working around the clock and elk would be building... Continue Reading →
I spent yesterday evening wrapping familial festive gifts. Bereft of a Star Trek style transporter, under COVID restrictions, I'm as yet unclear how I'll deliver my loved ones these tokens of affection. This conundrum exacerbated by my family being spread across multiple English counties, who're adhering to various tier edicts. North Yorkshire, Tyne & Wear,... Continue Reading →
Over recent years, a melting pot of stark existential episodes have seriously diminished my faith in a higher power. These seemingly endless imposters dinting my belief in a holy trinity and, after a series of poor performances, rugby team Wakefield Trinity. Although my dad wasn't religious, my mum brought my siblings and me up to... Continue Reading →
Last night's slumber incorporated a dream sequence where my estranged wife and I became embroiled in a heated argument. I'm unsure what these confrontational night visions meant, but it was refreshing to be back bickering after months of cordiality..... I bizarrely kinda missed it. Although still apart, over the last few months our relationship has... Continue Reading →
Well, after three weeks of denial, the US Republican Party have green lighted the commencement of a presidential power transition to Joe Biden. This concession made despite Trump campaign lawyer Rudi Giuliani still endeavouring to unearth dead people who voted (not literally of course). His team seemingly also pursuing their batshit crazy conspiracy theories. It's... Continue Reading →
Yesterday evening was the bi-weekly quiz night with buddies from Gateshead. Another entertaining few hours, where seven participants feasted on thought provoking questions, whimsical banter and live acoustic music. Amongst the catechisms were rounds relating to 1985's Live Aid concert, TV/Movies, geography and music. Not to mention a ridiculously silly 'True or False round from... Continue Reading →