Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Due to an erratic night’s sleep, I awoke this morning staring through bleary eyes, accompanied by a hazy brain fog. My neurological peasouper leading to such marked cognitive disorientation, I experienced an outer body experience. An episode where I floated in my bedroom, looking down on my 5’ 11” frame. A disturbing event not aided... Continue Reading →
I'd a strange dream overnight - This nighttime screenplay beginning with yours truly sitting in a dark theatre amongst hundreds of ex-work colleagues. The entertainment playing out during this night vision was provided by veteran singer/songwriter Rod Stewart, or Rod the Mod as people who call him Rod the Mod label him. As I'm totally... Continue Reading →
Yesterday's overnight dream played out with the peculiarity which ordinarily underpins my visions of slumber. This surreal plot line including me taking a hedgehog shopping for shoes, snogging late singer/TV presenter Cilla Black and witnessing a circus clown riding off on a Penny Farthing bicycle he'd stolen from my garage. Events raising several questions upon... Continue Reading →
Afflicted by acute fatigue, I've felt a bit under the weather the last few days. Consequently, I've suffered from lethargy, along with a lack of vigour, likely contributing to GJ Strachan falling back asleep at 8am; not stirring again until 11am. Overnight I was awoken briefly with a dry coughing fit, an episode repeated between... Continue Reading →
An acquaintance recently felt moved to express wonderment at the prolificacy yours truly displays with the quantity of blogs I produce. I'd have liked them to have prefixed the word blog with the adjective brilliant, however, they're not ones for going overboard in their praise..... or lying! They opined my penning of a daily narrative... Continue Reading →
I'd a bizarre dream overnight during which I ventured to the upmarket Cote d'Azure town of Nice in a recreational vehicle (RV) I'd constructed from wood. You'll be unsurprised my night vision odyssey wasn't the comfiest I'd ever experienced. For a start, it's the first journey I've ever undertaken where rump splinters were a genuine... Continue Reading →
I'd a particularly fraught dream last night; these slumber visions playing out in a huge indoor labyrinth. A highly unsettling set of events where I'd been informed by the labyrinths owner, who went by the moniker Mr G Roundhog-Day, my liberty could only be secured by prevailing in a set of gruelling, idiosyncratic challenges. Among them... Continue Reading →
Striving to constantly evolve as an erudite wordsmith and thinker, I've recently began harbouring aspirations of producing more intellectually philosophical output. My normal dabbling into philosophy, which has sprung forth wisdom such as "Well, that's it then!" and "Hmmmm, never mind!", aren't without value as such. However, even the most benevolent of souls would rightly... Continue Reading →
Today is the first day since being discharged from hospital that I've felt less energetic than the previous day. Enveloped in a veil of lethargy, currently my only desire is to rest in my recuperative slumber pit, attempting to try coax out that errant vitality. Unlike in the nursery rhyme Hickory, Dickory, Dock, when casa... Continue Reading →