Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
A fair proportion of today's prose was actually meant for inclusion in yesterday's blog. However, after penning approximately 250 words on the subject of the ongoing heatwave in the UK, I had a change of heart about the topic, leading to me adopting a literary plan B. Consequently, yesterday instead of relaying 500+ words stating... Continue Reading →
I've been gardening at the old lady's house this morning. As she viewed a broadcast of 'Homes Under The Hammer' indoors, I proceeded cutting back the overgrown flora and fauna outdoors. My audio accompaniment a distant, but audible chatter of a couple of workers on a nearby building site. The workmen's colourful banter occasionally interspersed... Continue Reading →
It was November 2010 and we’d just been well and truly blindsided by the diagnosis of my wife’s incurable cancer. Everything was a blur then and, at times, remains so now. Amongst the few things I remember, after we left the consultants office, was being informed by the MacMillan nurse we had just embarked on... Continue Reading →