Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I spent a section of my Sunday at a North Yorkshire horse show with my buddy Sarah, her youngest daughter Katelan, Simon (K's partner)and their handsome specimen of equine majesty who goes by the name Fendi. Consequently, for a few calming hours I spent my time standing in awe at the sheer magnificence of these... Continue Reading →
This afternoon, I plan to cook Sunday dinner for my mum. The traditional roast beef serving to be dished up with roast potatoes, Yorkshire puddings, cauliflower, broccoli and sprouts. After this gorging on meat and vegetable West Yorkshire will be issued with a red weather alert. This notice warning of horrific winds ahead, particularly in... Continue Reading →