Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I'm not a gambling man - A comment I relay not out of self-righteousness, moreover to explain it's a pastime that doesn't provide me with the buzz it does many others. This being the case even if my punt bares fruit. With the exception of a few quid bet with course-side bookie at a race... Continue Reading →
The Knavesmire racecourse in York was the destination of yesterday's sojourn for my wife and yours truly; the event in question, Ladies Day of the annual Ebor meeting. It's a day that creates unfettered colour from jockey silks, along with the splendid outfits of peacock suited ladies and gents. This aesthetically pleasing kaleidoscopic vision enhanced further by the majesty of... Continue Reading →