Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday afternoon, family and friends gathered at a local social club for my mum's surprise 80th birthday party. Upon entering the event room, filled with almost thirty family and friends, her arrival was greeted with a hearty yell of "Surprise!!", Her awareness of the ruse led Maggie to look deeply moved. After the initial euphoria'd... Continue Reading →
I'm Bedfordshire bound this weekend to meet up with a couple of the lads I've been friends with since I was a 20 year old. A bond forged as work colleagues and friends in both Gateshead and London. The duo made up of Bill, the nicest bloke I've met who possesses false teeth, along with Alan, the... Continue Reading →
Saturday 5th May - It would have been my dad's birthday today - The first since his passing last October. Ordinarily on this day, we'd visit him with perennial presents of a bottle of merlot, along with a CD to embellish his eclectic collection. Despite always receiving this predictable pairing of gifts, we knew we... Continue Reading →
Later today, I'll get the rare opportunity to meet up with my sister Helen and her 4-month old daughter Alice during their odyssey from Cheshire to West Yorkshire. With not seeing either of them for over two months, the Leeds based arm of the family excitedly await meeting up with our newest addition and my... Continue Reading →
As yesterday's sun perched at solar noon, in a West Yorkshire suburban garden flickering flames engulfing neatly stacked briquettes in a kettle drum bbq. This combustion resultant from the rendezvous of a firelighter with a lit match; a meeting instigated by a middle age man, random of thought and erratic of mind. Bearing in mind the stiff breeze, which I though would render my efforts of... Continue Reading →