Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
As a young lad I was a significantly more inquisitive than's been the case in adulthood. Free from adult distractions of paying a mortgage, working shifts in a job I wasn't fond of and providing for a family of four, my fledgling inquiring mind was given carte blanche to roam, learn and expand. For instance,... Continue Reading →
"Your/their hair need a right good cut!" An adage frequently delivered in my mother's rich Yorkshire dialect since my 1970's childhood. Mater's way of opining that as a consequence of neglectful grooming the individual she refers to looked a"Right scruffy bleeder."...... Whether it be a messy mullet, unkempt curtain hair, poorly groomed bouffant or a... Continue Reading →