Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
In middle-age I'm much more of a dissenter than during my younger adult years. Subsequently, these days I often cock a snook at the world; deeds pushing existential boundaries, which are undertaken with the aim of shaking the Establishment to its core... Exploits such as referring to carpet vacuuming as hoovering, despite my cleaner of choice... Continue Reading →
In my newly acquired role of dissenter against the mainstream, I often cock a snook at the world and push existential boundaries to their limits with acts of wanton recklessness. Yesterday this growing list of daring doo was augmented after I fearlessly cooked a couple of batches of homemade soup. This novel role of dissenter pays poorly, but the hours are good... Continue Reading →