Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
After almost a week where my constitution experienced eddying waves of malady, I'm now testing negative for COVID-19. Despite this, though, I remain as weak as a cup of tea whose bag was stolen by a passing seagull after only a one second union with boiling water. Footnote - Incidentally, the pinched bag of which... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, while scouring Facebook timeline announcements like a ferret seeking an errant contact lens, a mischievous notion manifested from deep within my capricious mind. Concluding this epiphany, although admittedly silly, was a harmless enough conception to include these observations within this prose. As is my want when scribing these journals, or posting online, I constantly... Continue Reading →
Consequential of my car undergoing an annual MOT test, GJ Strachan is scribing today's literary offering on the road. As writing while highway in situ or driving a vehicle with laptop on knee is wantonly reckless, it goes without saying my penning 'on the road' revelation shouldn't be taken literally. I'm, of course, inferring these... Continue Reading →
While scribing today's journal, yours truly has one eye on a live BBC stream showing our 'beloved' prime minister, Boris Johnson, peddling another catalogue of disingenuous apologies for his involvement in #partygate. Footnote - If you're interested the eye witnessing this odious individuals unreliable and insincere contrition is my left. That being said, if I'd... Continue Reading →
At the weekend, sitting amongst chromatic scenes afforded by chez Strachan's back garden. it struck me how I need to make the most of every second I've left in this residence. GJ Strachan's fixed abode for the previous three years soon to leave family ownership following my siblings and my acceptance of an offer to... Continue Reading →
At around midday yesterday yours truly walked a tentative, yet still curious, canine into an Ossett dog grooming salon. Bereft of his coat trimming for several weeks, along with being visually hampered by unkempt facial hair, he looked like a neglected waif and stray. Incidentally, the neglected waif and stray was the dog, not me.... Continue Reading →
At around midday yesterday, having just fit two solar lights in my buddy Sarah's garden, I picked up her nine month old grandson Rory from his pram, allowing him to survey his grandma's new yard lamps. During this slow meander, in which we also took in the achromatic flowers in her pots, I was startled... Continue Reading →
It's Good Friday - A time when christians around the globe congregate to mark the crucifixion of Christ. The son of God condemned to death by Pontus Pilate at the request of the Sanhedrin. Jesus' alleged crime that of claiming to be the King of the Jews, along with a lesser trumped-up charge of misspelling... Continue Reading →
A few years ago yours truly embarked on an exercise of broadening my literary horizons by dabbling with scribing poetry. These approximately eighty compositions penned with intended pomposity, mainly due to their delivered in an olde worlde style. Sonnets whose links can be found within my website writesaidfred.org under the home page menu title of... Continue Reading →