Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Keen to avoid depressing analysis of my footballing amours Leeds United's (LUFC) insipid start to the season, in the last couple of days BBC Radio 2's breakfast show has been GJ Strachan's reveille listen of choice instead of my usual morning listen of talkSport. Presenter Zoe Ball's affable brand of chat and hit music from... Continue Reading →
https://youtu.be/RBHZFYpQ6nc If only I were a rich man! - A sentiment subscribed to by those who feel there's happy every afters in that there pretty green. A misguided idea believing being well off is the route to a trouble-free existence; a catalyst to a utopian place where misery and anxiety dare not darken it's door.... Continue Reading →
Saturday 28th April - Childhood 'Oor Wullie' and 'The Broons' annuals, original Ladybird books from the 1970's, family photos from the last seventy years and a commemorative plate from the 1981 marriage of Prince Charles to Lady Diana Spencer - Just a snapshot of the gems unearthed during this morning's final purge of mater's garage.... Continue Reading →
Despite my indifference to dining at the unappetising looking General Election buffet table, I’ll soon be embarking on the short journey to choose a dish that I’ll no doubt find unfulfilling, which will at some point riddle me with indigestion. Above is a poetic attempt at communicating my imminent departure to vote in the UK General... Continue Reading →
The capriciousness that has recently left it's stench of indecision around chez Strachan, has risen a notch as we get close to tomorrow's big choice. If your wondering what the stench of indecision is like, it's not unlike the aroma of a curry...... or is that pizza?! This Thursday, after weeks of pondering, contemplation and pondering, the big day will eventually be... Continue Reading →