Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I was Greek Street in situ for a couple of hours yesterday afternoon. My spouse and me seeking to quench rabid thirsts, induced by West Yorkshire's arid weather conditions, with a cold beer. Some may enquire "Why didn't you just stay at home and rehydrate with a glass of water from the tap, as opposed... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I wrote of a trip to the north east of England twelve months ago; an evocation courtesy of our social media overlord Facebook, via their ‘On This Day’ application. Over the last few years Mark Zuckerburg’s baby has provided me with the opportunity to exhibit jokes and life scenarios of varying humour levels, providing... Continue Reading →