Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Tomorrow morning I'll be partaking in a voluntary collection for Marie Curie cancer care. My presence a small contribution towards the raising of funds during the organisation's March Daffodil Appeal campaign. I experience a great deal of satisfaction being a foot soldier in the battalions fundraising the fight on numerous fronts against cancer. An odious,... Continue Reading →
Pernicious canker; indiscriminate spitefulness Teases with capricious exhibitions of salubriousness Clan chief Strachan stricken Consequently, brood akin to felines on tin roof scorching Seven years canker has taunted caricature Norn man ponders if he fragmented mirror in 2010. Similar to Damocles sabre, malignancy menaces Jeering at chief’s brood from position incurable It’s presence sickens... Continue Reading →
I don't often write of serendipity. Not because I don't have pleasant surprises now and again. After all, what could be more serendipitous than my receipt of Anthony Worrell-Thompson underpants for Christmas.......... That's a brand by the way. They weren't actually Anthony's undies! .............. I bloody hope not anyway! My wee spouse Karen often... Continue Reading →