Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
This morning, I'm greeted by a beautiful array of colours while I peer bleary eyed through my dining room window. Enhanced by the late autumnal sun, the deep orange of pyracantha, burgundy of sedum and multiple tinctures of winter pansies stare contentedly back at me. In front of me lays a view that's literally a sight for sore eyes. Basking in solar rays... Continue Reading →
As well as feeding off the therapeutic qualities of offloading my epiphanies, I try use these daily narratives as a diary. A literary journal of this current existential rollercoaster ride; an unwanted journey that I sometimes wish I'd failed the height restriction meaning I'd have been stopped from climbing aboard. To be clear, I don't expect never to have things go wrong... Continue Reading →
On Monday afternoon, while Karen was undergoing an MRI scan, I interspersed people watching with writing prose in a waiting area of the Bexley Wing, Leeds. The sonnet was written in a deliberately pretentious style, for which I make no apology. During this poem I made mention that St James (the name of the hospital currently... Continue Reading →
Patio heater; August eve What gives Aura and Aurai? Is the holidaying in Ibiza ad infinitum? Returning on wings of Ryan imminent? Dissenters tired of sustaining your cat, Watering begonias evermore my remit? When will I see you again enquired trio degrees Addendum when will we share moments special Is amour agenda or merely... Continue Reading →
Sitting in Colton McDonalds this morning I had an epiphany......or should that be a McEpiphany? It wasn't the greatest epiphany I've ever had, but it made a pleasant breakfast change from a double sausage and egg McMuffin. Not that I begrudge it for one second, but I'm now undertaking the upkeep of my parent's garden in addition to my... Continue Reading →
It's Sunday morning and the weather has finally got its act together. It's good to look out onto my garden and see this meteorological change resulting in the daffodils, primulas, grape hyacinths and forget me nots taking on an altogether more upbeat body language. There is a kaleidoscopic display on show in the borders this... Continue Reading →
Five years ago yesterday was a big turning point in the life of my family. As I recall, we found out this life changing news on the late morning of 2nd November 2010. I was sat in a waiting room at Leeds General Infirmary, whilst Karen underwent a mammogram, following a referral by her GP... Continue Reading →
On a slow news day, I'm currently sat looking out of my back window for inspiration. The aesthetically pleasing mixture of chromatic and achromatic colours combine effortlessly to create an eye catching canvas. It's Art Nouveau style stirs my creative juices, whilst the spicy sandwich I had for lunch stirs my gastric juices. The first... Continue Reading →