Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
The wind is darned gusty this morning; this inclement weather so blustery that during my short walk from apartment building door to the car a gust seized my cap and hairpiece. The pair last seen hurtling over the horizon in a north easterly direction towards Castleford... An episode made even stranger by the fact I... Continue Reading →
I spent a section of my Sunday at a North Yorkshire horse show with my buddy Sarah, her youngest daughter Katelan, Simon (K's partner)and their handsome specimen of equine majesty who goes by the name Fendi. Consequently, for a few calming hours I spent my time standing in awe at the sheer magnificence of these... Continue Reading →
Individuals who know me will vouch, when it comes to what makes me laugh, I'm sporadically liable to regress back into childhood behaviour. Episodes where I'm prone to belly laugh over the most randomly innocuous or absurd whimsical events. An example of this during my fledgling years played out as a ten year old. An... Continue Reading →
My Sunday afternoon/evening and Monday morning were spent at a wedding within the Victorian built chambers of Peckforton Castle. Constructed in medieval style, this impressive faux fortress stands on the northern edges of Cheshire's Peckforton Hills. The opulence of the celebratory affair fitting in perfectly with the affluent county in which it resides. I'll be... Continue Reading →
On Friday lunchtime I stood proudly as part of a voluntary team collecting on behalf of 2022's Marie Curie Great Daffodil Appeal. My second voluntary role of the year (I'd undertaken a similar role the previous week) a brio augmenting episode made even more worthwhile by the magnanimous patrons of Morrisons supermarket, Morley. I've not... Continue Reading →
Akin to many individuals, it's fair to say my fledgling years were awash with scores of useful life lessons. Procurement of knowledge such as, after failing to impress peers with the admittedly tepid trick, learning my double-jointed ring finger was unlikely to jettison me onto a meaningful and fulfilling career path. Another snippet of wisdom... Continue Reading →
Autumn has crept menacingly towards us in a fashion similar to the slugs making daily visits to feast upon the moribund petunias and begonia residing in my patio pots. These plants as helpless at the hands of the molluscs as we are to whims of the weather..... Well, unless I can find my bloody slug... Continue Reading →
Bereft of a working printer, I've just spent the last hour cruising the streets of South Leeds/North Wakefield attempting to find a library to print off a package label. A frustrating odyssey where, after finding the first three book lenders closed, at a fourth attempt I finally fulfilled the task. Stanley Library, on the north... Continue Reading →
Day three of dog sitting Coco the lab/retriever. The sandy coloured enchanter who melts my heart and, through her penchant for fleecing me out of half my meal, is contributing towards the loss of the 9lb in weight I've gained during coronavirus lockdown...... I guess dog's aren't labelled as mans best friend for nothing. As... Continue Reading →