Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
This effort littéraire is my first creative offering since the 12th September. A prose paucity consequential of several life episodes, rendering free time at my laptop of a premium. Amongst the culprits causing this dearth of written dialect were a couple of short breaks, along with a multitude of tasks borne from moving home a... Continue Reading →
The inspiration being sought for today's narrative topic wasn't behind door number 14 on the advent calendar. Well, that's unless I decide to pen a yarn about a red-nosed reindeer indulging in a game of table tennis - A subject path of which I've little inclination of embarking on. Consequently, I'm presently residing in my dining... Continue Reading →
On Saturday I heard a statistic that in 2018 more people applied to participate on TV reality show Love Island (UK version) than did to attend a university. A fact yours truly wishes I could say surprised me. Blindsided me as it entered my conscious mind, prior to wandering off to be filed under a... Continue Reading →
Chez Strachan's Christmas tree was lovingly erected and decorated this morning. A real evergreen plant, it's transformed our front room into a fir scented scene of festive warmth. Imparting a smidgeon of yuletide cheer so desperately needed after a challenging few weeks for the clan, following the passing of my wife's mum a fortnight ago.... Continue Reading →
I’ve just returned from the White Rose (WR) Shopping Centre in Leeds. I personally didn’t buy anything and not a great deal happened that I can relay. However, I like a challenge and if all else fails there is always artistic licence to fall back on! We ventured to the out of town shopping centre... Continue Reading →