Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
On opening the Strachan advent calendar's first door this morning I was startled be confronted by a creaking noise. Unsure of it's source, I concluded the sound had either emanated from my yet to warm up middle aged limbs, or as a consequence of rust on the calendar door hinges. With the festive adornments composition being cardboard, though,... Continue Reading →
Opening the Strachan advent calendar's first door this morning, I was startled be confronted by a creaking noise. Unsure of it's source, I concluded the sound had either emanated from my yet to warm up middle aged limbs, or as a consequence of rust on the calendar door hinges. With the calendar's composition being cardboard I concluded the... Continue Reading →
Well the Easter weekend has been and gone. It was a welcome house guest who brought food for thought, a Galaxy chocolate egg, along with an episode of TV’s Home Under the Hammer. The food for thought, was my weekend review of where my spiritual beliefs actually lay. I have the utmost respect for days in which... Continue Reading →
According to a discussion I’ve just heard on the BBC News channel, in a bid to reduce the UK public’s sugar intake, the size of chocolate bars are to be cut by 20% . Whether this move, which will dismay chocoholics and singer Marianne Faithfull alike, results in a price reduction of 20% in line... Continue Reading →
Due to her 8:15am hospital appointment for a CT scan, Karen and I were out of the house at 7.30am this morning. She greeted this investigative work with the similar stoicism she's exhibited during numerous other appointments over the last half decade. Without fail she displays a prodigious positivity whether it be appointments with oncologists,... Continue Reading →