Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I feel moved to enter the idiom 'It is what it is' at some point within today's narrative. As this journal is a literary riff, only time will tell whether yours truly fulfils that aspiration. Although, as the oft used saying is actually present in the first sentence of this narrative, I guess by definition... Continue Reading →
Sitting at the kitchen table, around a foot from my right ear the first of three loads of washing is undertaking its final spin. As you'd probably deduce, location within close proximity to this cacophony is hampering evoking blog topic notions. Nevertheless, being the stoic chronicler I am, I'll soldier on despite this distraction. Construction... Continue Reading →
Good Friday 2018 - The diva daffodils that adorn my garden borders have finally made their fashionably late entrance. At last deciding to 'go for it' after losing patience waiting for this capricious weather to warm up long term. Yesterday, a wag on social media likened the current erratic weather behaviour to that of a... Continue Reading →