Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
As I commence putting pen to paper, the soundscape of Adele singing her melancholic refrain 'When We Were Young' reverberates around my living room. Obviously, the source of the Tottenham-born singer's lament is my smart speaker; the one where Alexa resides rent free. The superstar (Adele, not Alexa) hasn't, of course, travelled to my modest West Yorkshire... Continue Reading →
As I commence putting pen to paper, the distant sound of Adele singing the melancholic When We Were Young emanates from the opposite side of my lounge/dining room. Obviously, the source of the Tottenham-born singer's trademark lament is a radio station channel. The superstar hasn't travelled to my modest West Yorkshire abode to perform the... Continue Reading →