Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I’ve just been tidying up the front garden with my wee missus. To clarify, I mean Karen assisted me in the task of improving the aesthetic visage of le jardin de la maison Strachan; not that I’d used her as a substitute to secuteurs, a rake and a lawn edger! Using my late dad Malcolm's... Continue Reading →
Tuesday 8th May - During the sporadic days when solar rays grace le jardin Strachan, we bequeath our chromatic sanctuary the moniker Owl Bar. The source of this nome de plume the long-standing nickname (Owls) my kids and me bestowed on wife Karen. A term of endearment borne from a time in the 1990's when... Continue Reading →