Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday saw many thousands of people in the UK facilitating or attending World's Greatest Coffee Morning fundraising events in aid of MacMillan Cancer Support. As part of this campaign, my lunchtime was spent undertaking a bucket collection at the Marks & Spencer (M&S) store on Briggate, in Leeds..... To clarify, when I wrote 'bucket collection'... Continue Reading →
Yesterday's service, cremation and wake for my father proceeded as successfully as these melancholic occasions can do. Much to the appreciation of his brood, over 100 people congregated in my parent's village church to celebrate the life of our much loved family head, some making a 200 mile round trip to pay their respects. As the consequence of... Continue Reading →
This afternoon I will spend three hours in situ at a local store in possession of a large bucket in my right hand (or maybe my left... I've not decided yet). The objective of this marathon receptacle hold to collect donations for MacMillan Cancer Support. That being said, if the store roof where I'm volunteering isn't sufficiently robust, following the rainstorm... Continue Reading →
“It’s ok dad, I’ll pay!” ........ A comment that over the years has started many a Strachan squabble in eating establishments up and down this sceptre isle. I’ve lost count of the times that particular comment has caused a scene at a bar, café or restaurant when uttered to my dad. Gums shields are donned as... Continue Reading →
“Thanks for what you’re doing.” Five shorts words (six if you count you’re as you are) that a supermarket customer felt compelled to convey to me yesterday. A short sentence of appreciation bestowed while donating to the cancer care charity I was stood collecting for. It wasn't the most eloquent sentence I'd ever been... Continue Reading →