Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
The construction of my mum's new downstairs wet room is progressing nicely. Hopefully, within a week the old lady, whose prevailing post-stroke mobility confines her to the ground floor, will have shower and toilet facilities at her disposal. Circumstances, negating any need for utilising commode and carer wet wash alternatives. Ceasing the latter requirements affording... Continue Reading →
This morning a gym class, along with overseeing the replacement of a toilet flush mechanism at my marital home, held priority over chronicling this essay. Consequently, it was 2.30pm before my posterior parked itself on a cafe shop chair to pen these reflexions decalees. I'm not overly fazed by this delay, experience indicates yours truly... Continue Reading →
Yesterday morning I woke from my trademark erratic slumber with arms adorning patches of brilliant white gloss paint. These numerous specs bestowing a look of a starlit sky on my upper extremities; with larger flecks resembling an astrological constellation. Immediate thoughts during my disorientated state of reveille centred around concerns I'd been sleep walking overnight.... Continue Reading →
Friday 13th April - The thud of a carpet fitter undertaking his trade currently resonates around casa Strachan. Fingers crossed the fact his work is being carried out on Friday 13th won't lead to bad fortune, such as him inadvertently fitting the underlay on top of the carpet, as opposed to vice versa I contemplated... Continue Reading →
Tuesday 10th April - Today's 'to do' list includes applying another coat of emulsion, along with the woodwork glossing in the master bedroom. Yesterday, I put the inaugural coat of Dulux's Natural Calico onto the chambre walls. A neutral dark cream colour with its roots in magnolia shadings, it's a step up elegance wise from... Continue Reading →
I've a few days of decorating to 'look forward to' next week. Put off by the upheaval caused from the necessity of emptying rooms of bric-a-brac, not to mention lugging around heavy furniture along with the decorating itself, it's a chore disliked by many. Many decry it as a cumbersome task, avoiding it like the... Continue Reading →