Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday evening, laying in the Leeds General Infirmary (LGI) bed which'd been my residence since a cardiac arrest last Friday morning, thoughts turned to how much I'd missed casa Strachan during this unscheduled tenancy. A quartet of dusks/dawns where I'd been deprived of numerous sensory comfort blankets. Simple experiences such as witnessing it's decorative contemporary... 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 →