Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I recently watched a few earlier episodes of TV drama The Sopranos. A series that, despite it's final episode being over ten years old, maintains a lofty perch on the Gary Strachan shelves of sanctuary. You may wonder what the heck the Gary Strachan shelves of sanctuary represent. As I've just making up the term,... Continue Reading →
There is a paucity of good cheer in chez Strachan at the moment. Uncertainty in many aspects of Karen’s and my life all currently contribute to a melting pot of uneasiness; causing self-doubt and the taunting our minds. Focussing on things we can change has to be our priority. However, a combination of concerns creates... Continue Reading →
This Saturday morning sees a frosty, unwelcoming and miserable start to the day. That's not a weather report, I'm referring to the atmosphere in Chez Strachan after my daughter Rachel woke early on her day off! I told Karen that playing a bugle reveille at the crack of dawn wasn't a good idea..... Dawn wasn't... Continue Reading →