Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Last Wednesday on a chilled and misty North Yorkshire evening, four days before the birthday celebrated globally by millions, a baby girl was born to my son Jonathon and his wife Jenny,. The arrival's inaugural appearance providing the greatest possible Christmas gift to both parents and their respective broods. A euphoric episode catapulting GJ Strachan... Continue Reading →
As December grasps the calendar baton from November, whose watch matched the previous eight months starkness on Planet COVID, apparently snow is forecast in West Yorkshire for the coming days. If this was Canada, Amazon delivery vans would be changing to snow tyres, gritters/ploughs would be working around the clock and elk would be building... Continue Reading →
Scene - March 1993 - The clear spring sky grants unhindered visual access to the Piscean constellation lording it above a Bedfordshire hospital. This majestic celestial display overhead, with the new day only minutes old, witnessing a girl child's arrival. The babe's advent seven days previous to the anticipated birth date; an event catching her... Continue Reading →
On Saturday evening, the family received a much needed fillip when my sister's baby girl Alice made her inaugural appearance. This 7lb 14oz's of beauty hopefully the catalyst for brighter times ahead for the Davies/Strachan clans. Akin to her auntie Karen getting ready for an evening out, the wee lassie wasn't in a rush to make an appearance; procrastinating for two to three days beyond her... Continue Reading →
Twenty seven years ago today I became a father for the first time. It was just gone 3 am when my son Jonathon made an appearance at a Bedfordshire hospital. His arrival followed a harrowing seven hours for his mum, and me shouting myself hoarse with regular cries of “Heave!”..... An unhelpful yell that made it appear the delivery room was... Continue Reading →