Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I’ve just spent two hours dressed in a yellow tabard, wearing a huge daffodil on my head and with a box around my neck containing daffodil lapel pins. To clarify, when I say I had a huge daff on my head I mean a hat in that design, not that I have a yellow flower... Continue Reading →
I’m sure she won’t mind me disclosing this, but my wife is 50 later this year. It is a landmark birthday that five years ago, when she was diagnosed with incurable illness, we thought she wouldn’t see. With this in mind, the family are eager to ensure this materialises into a memorable few months for Karen Strachan.... Continue Reading →
Fifteen years ago today, in Sydney, British rower Steve Redgrave made sporting history when he won gold for the fifth consecutive Olympics. In a tense coxless fours race, he and fellow Brits Matthew Pinsent, James Cracknell and Tim Foster pipped the Italian crew by half a second to become Olympic champions. A crowd of around... Continue Reading →