Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
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 →
Yesterday evening, in between writing an absurd 'True or False' round in preparation for tonights Zoom quiz with buddies, I watched two Sky Arts recordings of live concerts by multi million album selling bands. Both musical bonanzas performed by British groups in two historic and cosmopolitan European capital cities. Incidentally, this isn't a riddle, I'm... Continue Reading →
Recently. I visited my GP surgery for an annual health checkup. This series of examinations incorporating a blood test, along with blood pressure, weight and cholesterol checks; the medical assessment brought to a conclusion by a dietary overview. The nurse who undertook the checks was happy that my weight was within recommended parameters for my... Continue Reading →
Yesterday morning I was greeted by an unexpected audible ping upon wearily entering Chez Strachan's living room. With it being Valentines Day, the poet within me romanticised this soundscape may've emanating from Cupid's bow string. Its source the forceful triggering of an arrow in my direction - This episode a gesture of amour from a... Continue Reading →
Today's narrative is co-written by a special friend who's sitting next to me on the sofa providing offbeat prose and vape smoke. When I say special friend I don't mean I'm that fond of her; moreover she's a bit dim. Coincidentally (well nearly) she was brought up in the west Leeds suburb of Gildersome, a... Continue Reading →