Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
This morning my usually fertile mind is utterly bereft of blog topic ideas. A fuzzy head from overdoing celebration birthday drinks for girlfriend Sarah’s aunt a contributing factor towards this epiphany impotence. Yesterday’s shindig taking place within the boundaries of West Yorkshire’s borough of Horbury. Horbury, or ‘Orbury as Sarah refers to it in her... Continue Reading →
On this day in mid-1960's my younger brother Ian made his inaugural appearance into the world. Born at our Leeds home, our kid arrived shortly after, in their second World Heavyweight Championship fight Cassius Clay had knocked out Sonny Liston. With Clay (latterly Muhammed Ali) winning by first round KO, Ian didn't arrive in time to... Continue Reading →
Due to inadvertently leaving my laptop at partner Sarah's home on Ossett's outskirts, I'm journaling this literary piece on a cheap tablet procured in July for me and my amour's Majorcan summer trip. A purchase made to mitigate against my Macbook receiving a sun factor 20 cream coating while penning poolside. Despite this device affording... Continue Reading →
Following yesterday's efforts by her attention-seeking elder son, Mrs Strachan senior's Christmas tree now stands imposingly in the front room bay window of her West Yorkshire abode. The artificial evergreen bringing a much needed hint of festive cheer and chromatic hue to the septuagenarian's lounge. Some may read my previous sentence, commenting after I wrote ... Continue Reading →
Friday 25th April - My existential odyssey began on this day in the 1960's; the location of delivery a West Yorkshire maternity home. I've no idea whether I arrived standard post or recorded delivery - Thankfully, though, I was a package my parents wanted so avoided having 'Return to Sender' stamped on my forehead. That... Continue Reading →
Existential departure lounge Sorry, but passport bereft traveller can’t venture Instead, seeking return to bosom of brood Akin to kin, interim delay in one way flight sought He’ll return eventually, aware avoidance not option. Where art aviation controllers strike? Where art handlers o’ baggage mischief? Where art failure technical? Where art meteorological interference? Conspicuous... Continue Reading →