After the consternation borne from anticipation of and experiencing yesterday’s meteorological mayhem, today I’ve woken to blue skies and almost breezeless serenity….. And no, I’ve not flown to Tenerife to get away from that god forsaken storm. I’d suggest flying around the UK’s airspace on Sunday would’ve been akin to spending hours in a giant cocktail shaker. An experience where, unlike James Bond’s vodka martinis, passengers would’ve ended up both […]
In a move deserving of the word cliche, despite being firmly entrenched in my 50’s, I’m contemplating getting my first tattoo. An urge some will observe as an indication of a mid-life crisis; my desire to embrace body art at this juncture of the ageing process an attempt at reclaiming some semblance of youth. My accusers maybe not far from the mark, you certainly do evaluate your life more thoroughly […]
With the UK about to be consumed by gale force winds, in currently sedate meteorological conditions, its citizens ubiquitously exist in a literal calm before the storm. That being said, after alighting my vehicle in a retail outlet’s parking lot, I experienced an incident indicating germinal breezes of the soon to be ferocious winds were already upon us. This event occurring on removing a soft leather spectacle case from my […]
Earlier, I’d a unimportant riddle to resolve surrounding delivery of the latest book I’ve self-published. This hardback containing literary excerpts first penned as content for my website writesaidfred.org. This a 38th tome I’ve had printed into book format since autumn 2016. My minuscule enigma being whether to abandon venturing out to my usual cafe domaine d’ecriture to wait for my art’s courier delivery; instead penning Friday’s narrative at chez Strachan. […]
This morning a gym class, along with overseeing the replacement of a toilet flush mechanism at my marital home, held priority over chronicling this essay. Consequently, it was 2.30pm before my posterior parked itself on a cafe shop chair to pen these reflexions decalees. I’m not overly fazed by this delay, experience indicates yours truly ordinarily requires only around two hours to attain my daily goal of the 500 word […]
Today’s journaling of my daily musings was delayed by yours truly’s ham-fisted spillage of potato crisps; subsequently necessitating a clearing of chips enveloping the laptop keyboard. The typing keys laden with these potato, sunflower oil and sea salt snacks briefly hamstringing my ability to wax lyrical about recent life events (fact or fiction). On witnessing the ungainly scattering of tuck, I’d a conundrum whether or not to eat the spilled […]
Today sees a late start to yours truly chronicling my daily observations. Due to two visits to the White Rose Shopping Centre (WRSC) with Mrs Strachan senior, it’s now almost 4.30pm as I commence jotting down Tuesday’s notions. The initial sojourn to the south Leeds retail outlet embarked upon to secure Maggie’s weekly comestibles; the latter a consequence of neglecting to purchase birthday cards on the first trip. Although both […]
