Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I had an enlightening drive over to my sister's in Cheshire this morning. This the result of my old lady (who I'll call Maggie; mainly because that's her name) embellishing me with her forthright views on life, as we headed west along the M62 from Leeds. These pearls of wisdom included her opinions on the England cricket team, my beard... Continue Reading →
An old geography teacher of mine once taught me “All roads lead to Rome!” Who am I to disagree with Mr Hanson, but that’s not what my GPS (Sat Nav) is currently telling me. That is clearly highlighting the road I’m currently on (B1237 York Ring Road) will lead me to the Monks Cross Shopping... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I was talking to an elderly acquaintance, who appraised me as to how well his golf was progressing. It was heartening to hear he is making big strides and his game is improving markedly. He deserves it for the significant amount of practise he undertakes. I want to keep this old man’s anonymity so,... Continue Reading →