Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
As a stickler for adhering to old wife's advocacies, GJ Strachan faced an (admittedly small) conundrum yesterday afternoon. This infinitesimal poser manifesting during discussions with a friend about 1970's UK punk band The Sex Pistols. The episode playing out when he asked if I can recall the title of Pistols’ only studio recorded album. Despite... Continue Reading →
As a stickler for adhering to old wife's advocacies, GJ Strachan faced an (admittedly small) conundrum yesterday afternoon. This infinitesimal poser manifesting during discussions with a friend about 1970's UK punk band The Sex Pistols. The episode playing out when I was questioned about the title of their only studio recorded album. Although acutely aware... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, the grounds of Belvoir Castle proved to be convivial venue hosts for Mrs S and my evening entertainment. No relation to the late Record Breakers TV presenter Roy Castle, the Leicestershire fortification provided an imposing backdrop for buoyant open air concert goers. These revellers partying to disco tunes of yore, performed by wandering balladeer... Continue Reading →
Blenheim Palace - Winston Churchill's birthplace and for centuries the residence of the Dukes of Marlborough. Not to mention the only British palace whose moniker nearly rhymes with the name of TV chef Ken Hom. Built in the early 18th century (that's the Oxfordshire Palace not Ken Hom), I was in situ of this imposing... Continue Reading →