Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
More out of duty than faith in any political party, I've just voted in the UK's General Election. To my mind, a ballot where citizens of this sceptred isle are perched between a rock and a hard place when it comes to selecting who governs...... Or should that be a cock or furry face?! Footnote -... Continue Reading →
Despite a huge indifference towards dining at the unappetising looking General Election buffet table, on Thursday I'll join fellow UK citizens in selecting an unwanted ballot box 'dish'. Unappealing fare which'll no doubt riddle us with indigestion for the next five years. Above is my poetic attempt at conveying, due to the uninspiring options available,... Continue Reading →
There's an engineer due this afternoon. His mission, should he choose to accept it, to repair my mum's gas fire which has refused to ignite since last Friday. Frustratingly, I tried a variety of unsuccessful strategies to remedy the problem, including exclaiming irritable cries of "Work you useless piece of s***e!" However, this approach failed to... Continue Reading →
Well, we’ve moved into a ever more uncertain political future. The General Election votes have been counted and, as twelve months ago when the UK public chose a divorce from the European Union (EU), a previously unforeseen outcome has been produced. Despite the aforementioned referendum occurring a year ago, the decree absolute between the UK... 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 →
Another day, another claiming of squatters rights in a hospital waiting room. On this occasion, the trip is for the oncologist to provide a family member with results from a previous weeks CT scan.. Outside the heavy precipitation taps against the waiting area window as if its trying to grab my attention. Irrationally, I opine the rain is goading yours truly; advising I may be safe at the moment, but... Continue Reading →
Well the Easter weekend has been and gone. It was a welcome house guest who brought food for thought, a Galaxy chocolate egg, along with an episode of TV’s Home Under the Hammer. The food for thought, was my weekend review of where my spiritual beliefs actually lay. I have the utmost respect for days in which... Continue Reading →