Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
After a COVID induced fourteen month hiatus, I'm once again sat writing in a White Rose (WR) Centre coffee house. Most of the staffs visages have changed, but the friendly service and rejuvenating qualities of their strong coffee beans continue. In the wake of the ending of this enforced absence, my breakfast of a basic... Continue Reading →
As alluded to within numerous of my essays, of late GJ Strachan has penned a large proportion of his daily prose residing in a White Rose Shopping Centre (WRSC) coffee house, south Leeds. This frequency of visit so regular the very amiable baristas seem so au fait with my order that on occasion they've commenced... Continue Reading →
It's Sunday morning and I've taken temporary residence in my new 'go to' writing domain; Costa coffee at the White Rose Shopping Centre (WRSC), Leeds. A caffeine infused environment which provides me with inspiration, an Americano with milk, along with a less distracting background noise than home - Casa Strachan, where my paragraphs are frequently... Continue Reading →
Well, yesterday September picked up the monthly baton from departing predecessor August. Subsequently, we sit with two-thirds of year 2019's race run and on the cusp of the autumnal season. This ninth month seeing the start of deciduous leaf fall and evening TV schedules improving, with a re-appearance of decent dramas where for the previous three... Continue Reading →
Friday 6th April (Part Two) - I've arrived in Newcastle. With two hours to kill before I meet my brother Ian, I'm yet again Starbucks in situ, Americano with milk nestling in front of me. Opposite from the café is the imposing stone building which, amongst other functions, is the entrance to Newcastle Central train... Continue Reading →
This morning, following cack-handedly spilling most of my coffee in the passenger foot well, I inadvertently stumbled upon an enticing new car air freshener. I don't think my accidental discovery will secure me investment backing on TV's Dragons Den - However it certainly beats the aroma of kiddies vomit in the league table of car interior fragrances. Everyone loves... Continue Reading →
“Wake up and smell the coffee!” is a comment we could all do with hearing every now and again. I always find being given that piece of advice useful to re-focus on the positive aspects of my life. That being said, I’m not as appreciative of receiving those words when asleep at 7am after my... Continue Reading →
I’m struggling so much for a subject to write about today that I’m penning a predominantly fictional narrative about the passing of a Canadian neurologist called Arthur Maxwell House. I do so for no other reason than the coffee brand within his moniker amused me! "Well if you have writers block, just don't bother writing... Continue Reading →