Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday evening yours truly carelessly fell asleep in bed while still chewing gum. With the gum dropping out of my drooling unconscious gob, luckily jeopardy from choking was negated; however, it's fair to say, being a very hairy fella I didn't emerge from this incident unscathed. With an accompaniment of hair follicles being torn unforgivingly... Continue Reading →
This morning, I'm being taunted by the blank white page, as it gawps back from my poorly performing laptop. My frustration of suffering writers block exacerbated by the latency of my computer. Its responses so slow that the ‘live' national BBC news being streamed to my screen is last Sundays! Sensing this doubly sourced frustration, the blank Word document appears to smugly goad... Continue Reading →
I had an interesting weekly catch up on the telephone with my brother Ian yesterday. When I say interesting I'm probably stretching the truth a bit; perhaps the word I should have used was informative. He's a top guy my bro, however, a recent run of calamities have set me wondering whether my mum may have had a... Continue Reading →
Yesterday’s date (29th August) held particular significance for actress Ingrid Bergman. Not only was it her birthday but it was also the date she passed away after a long fight with breast cancer, aged 67. She joined an exclusive club of people with this unwanted accolade. This includes English writer William Shakespeare, Italian artist Raphael,... Continue Reading →