Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Warning: This blog contains some flash photography and gratuitous use of the word crockery. There is an old wives saying that ‘Feed a cold. Starve a fever.’ I’m pretty open minded about these prescriptive teachings of folklore; however if there is any truth in it, following Friday evening’s troughing, I wont be inflicted with a... Continue Reading →
There was news that brought good cheer to chez Strachan yesterday, when my son Jonny rang to advise that he and his girlfriend had become engaged. His mother and I were delighted for them both, not to mention his choice of future wife. Jenny is an engaging, bright and beautiful girl who clearly makes our son very happy. Jonny’s... Continue Reading →
On a couple of occasions recently I've had very pleasant lunches out, courtesy of two different Christmas gifts. On Friday, my wife Karen and I had a two course lunch with drinks at a Country House hotel in the Vale of York, courtesy of my sister Helen. While yesterday Karen, my parents and I had... Continue Reading →