Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
During conversations with readers of my penmanship some feel moved to convey "I don't know where you get all your ideas from, Gary." Submissions I generally take to be complimentary observations of my creative prowess displayed within these daily chronicles. I don't make these assumptions from a position of hubris, moreover the complimentary tone in... Continue Reading →
The narrative penned earlier this morning was the 1600th I've written since embarking on this literary journey in March 2015. An odyssey which was the catalyst to dragging me from the metaphorical ditch where at that juncture of my life I'd lain for many months stricken with depression. Although my penmanship was/is unable to resolve many... Continue Reading →
Yesterday afternoon my wife and I ventured to the Leeds General Infirmary, visiting a family member (for anonymity I'll call Arthur) who is currently awaiting a surgical procedure. During our visit, the surgeon advised the work he's undertaking is a major operation, one requiring a steady hand and meticulous care. That being said, though, he... Continue Reading →
Fifteen years ago today, in Sydney, British rower Steve Redgrave made sporting history when he won gold for the fifth consecutive Olympics. In a tense coxless fours race, he and fellow Brits Matthew Pinsent, James Cracknell and Tim Foster pipped the Italian crew by half a second to become Olympic champions. A crowd of around... Continue Reading →