Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
My adult son Jonathon is currently on a stag do*** for his good buddy Phil, in Prague. Many will argue there was no need to include the word adult as a prefix to son in the first sentence. However, for completeness, I felt moved to point out to those thinking I don't look old enough... Continue Reading →
I spoke by phone to my son Jonny this morning, who informed me he was away on a stag do this weekend. Hungover, he confided through gruff tones and a backdrop of mooing noises he'd been cross-dressing yesterday evening..... Yes, last night he went out in men's clothing for a change! I'm not sure how the cow got into the... Continue Reading →