Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
As alluded to within numerous of my essays, of late GJ Strachan has penned a large proportion of his daily prose residing in a White Rose Shopping Centre (WRSC) coffee house, south Leeds. This frequency of visit so regular the very amiable baristas seem so au fait with my order that on occasion they've commenced... Continue Reading →
Tuesday 8th May - During the sporadic days when solar rays grace le jardin Strachan, we bequeath our chromatic sanctuary the moniker Owl Bar. The source of this nome de plume the long-standing nickname (Owls) my kids and me bestowed on wife Karen. A term of endearment borne from a time in the 1990's when... Continue Reading →