Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
The much awaited spruce up in my marital homes powerful shower, of which I mentioned yesterday in There’s No Place Like It!, turned into a bit of an anti-climax. Prior to her sojourn north to look after her ailing father, my estranged wife (who'd asked if I'd housesit) advised she now activates the 'Hot Water'... Continue Reading →
After managing to prise my eyes open with an invigorating visage wash this morning, I caught sight of my face in the bathroom mirror during the subsequent drying process. Although an amalgamation of Shield soap and warm water had returned the use of my eyelids, it was clear that the guy looking back was not in a state of full... Continue Reading →
Courtesy of a family friend’s gift, my wife Karen, my parents and I enjoyed Afternoon Tea at a local café on Tuesday. After a challenging few months for the family, it was pleasant distraction which we all thoroughly appreciated. After what seems like months of wearing scruffs and recently neglected grooming, I made a big... Continue Reading →