Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday I was deeply saddened to learn the nonagenarian grandmother of my good friend (Samantha) had passed away. As would be expected, the granddaughter grief stricken when delivering her stark news via telephone. Sam's forebear Brenda spent ninety plus years wandering this vale of tears. Those four score and ten plus summers played out around... Continue Reading →
This morning I spoke to a friend who told me he'd met a new girlfriend online. I'm assuming he meant their initial rendezvous took place on a dating website, not that he'd to untie her from a train track like a silent movie hero...... Perhaps, I should be a bit more inquisitive. According to my... Continue Reading →
I'm back in Leeds after a three night hiatus in Dunstable in the company of two old friends; brothers in arms of whom I wrote yesterday in Pineapple Days. A sojourn, which among the events arranged, saw me re-united with several former work mates/colleagues during a surprise retirement presentation for a long-standing buddy of mine (Alan). The... Continue Reading →
As a follow up from my recent cardiac scare, I've just had an appointment with my GP at their east Leeds surgery.. At the commencement of my consultation I was alarmed to be advised by the doctor it'd be wise not to book any holidays. Concerned at this edict I responded "Why doctor is my... Continue Reading →