Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Ashes from last night's chiminea fire stare back at me as I commence today's descriptif quotidien. Hopefully that snippet of info paints the landscape I'm scribing this prose from a rattan pew at the top of my back garden. Although saying that, as I doubt you know the location my aforementioned fire pit, or indeed... Continue Reading →
Easter Saturday has bequeathed West Yorkshire's populace warm(ish) Bank Holiday temperatures. Consequently, yours truly intends to venture out later to take in a local league cricket match. A game which, although not partaking for over a decade, I played for 30 years from my mid-teens. Cricket a game of which I've written about on numerous... Continue Reading →
After two days of sporadic snowfall, It was a fillip this morning to once again sit at the breakfast table with solar rays kissing my balding crown. Stolen moments when an audiobook filled some of the knowledge voids I hold about The Beatles as I chomped on marmite with toast in the company of dogs... 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 →
On wandering downstairs this morning I concluded prevailing temperatures to be pretty mild for this time of year. Looking out onto my garden, I'm assuming this warmer climate is a major factor in the lack of notable deciduous leaf fall. A sight leading to me suggest Fall appears reticent to drag its chromatic posterior from... 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 →
An hour sitting in a hot tub's eddying waters was yesterday morning's staycation dainty, as my Loch Lomond break continued unbound. The balmy bath's overhead covering negating the fact my meteorological companion was a steady Stirlingshire drizzle. This roof keeping the temperate water from being tainted by it's unfiltered cloud sourced cousin. I'd afforded myself... Continue Reading →
Needing more garden accessories to get rained upon daily in the backyard, this morning witnessed me braving yet more West Yorkshire precipitation to decorate the pergola top with solar lighting. Now all that's required is for sunshine to lose its modesty, affording conditions to allow long awaited use of this recently revamped outside area. Actually,... Continue Reading →