Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Spending so much time on my own of late has been a catalyst to me occasionally indulging in absurd faux conversations with my dog companions Deano and Zella. These sporadic episodes ordinarily playing out as I stroll past the little scamps while wandering chez Strachan's soon to be sold chambers and gardens. My pretend conversations... Continue Reading →
With audible similarities to an aardvark sandpapering a brandy barrel (trust me, I know), the soundscape accompanying the commencement of this blog is Deano the Lhasa Apsop's rasping snore. Little Lord Avashight (as I tend to nickname the diminutive scamp) laid snoozing on the sofa a few feet from my scribing perch. My view that... Continue Reading →
Substitute Laura Ingalls skipping through a wheat field with the short legs of a Lhasa apso endeavouring to navigate a way through overgrown park grass, and yesterday's dog walk provided scenes not unlike the iconic starting credits of Little House on the Prairie. The sheer joy on Deano's face certainly compared with the young girl's... Continue Reading →
For the last few weeks, like a latter day Pied Piper, I've been accompanied everywhere by a couple of furry shadows. It's fair to say, though, the two dogs following inches from my heels are a darned sight more enchanting than the rodents legend claims following a piper from within Hamelin's walls. That being said,... Continue Reading →
After two days of sporadic snowfall, It was a fillip this morning to once again sit at the breakfast table with solar rays kissing my balding crown. Stolen moments when an audiobook filled some of the knowledge voids I hold about The Beatles as I chomped on marmite with toast in the company of dogs... Continue Reading →
On Saturday afternoon I'd a re-occurrence of lower back issues which dog me from time to time. I'm unaware of this latest lumbar incident's cause; however I can say without any doubt the last few days have seen me suffer agonisingly with upper glute muscle discomfort. Trying to take a positive from the event, on... Continue Reading →
Ordinarily it's a soothing soundscape borne from the iPhone on my bedside cabinet. An assuasive melody seeking to rise me from the recesses of slumber. A tone playing out as the very anti-thesis of ear-piercing alarms of old which'd shock your night visions into submission, scaring you from your pit in bewilderment looking for a... Continue Reading →
Today sees your capricious scribbler looking after my two canine buddies Deano and Zella. As I write, Deano (the Lhasa apso) is sitting at my feet in what appears to be a mood of quiet contemplation. The wee furry fella displaying the same indifference to ongoing proceedings as yesterday after I inquired if he wanted... Continue Reading →
Over the past two years, or so, I've penned on several occasions about my lab/retriever buddy Coco. The loveable canine force of nature whose exuberance on greeting people is delivered with such forceful excitement it wouldn't surprise me if her hello registered on the Richter Scale. As a middle-aged man who'd never owned a dog... Continue Reading →