Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred

Partly fictional chronicles of whimsy

Tag Archive for ‘ideas’

Mulling, Contemplating & Pondering

I’m inspirationally impotent this morning. Consequently the last twenty minutes have been spent gawping gormlessly at the taunting chaste page in front of me. If you want a more descriptive image of my visage, think Irishman in a maths exam*. * Only joshing my Celtic cousins! Bereft of a epiphany for today’s blog topic, I fill my time picking at my beard. Sadly, this hapless grooming not aiding in producing […]

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Accentuation

Although hits on my website strachan.blog have been healthy of late, I’ve been mulling over strategies to increase exposure to these narratives. My aspiration to seek initiatives that increase readership volumes at a swifter rate than it’s current sloth-like organic growth. The aim to further showcase my thousands of hours of creative output. A gimmick sought that’ll push interest in the amalgam of ideas manifesting from dark recesses of my […]

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Tuffy Hardcase & The Rhum Deal

Thursday 17th May – I’m sat writing this monologue at the salon of my mum’s hairdresser. My attendance here that of dutiful son patiently awaiting to drive his mater home post-haircut. Despite me being firmly entrenched in middle-age, mum feel moved to promise me a bag of M&S Peppa Pig candies if I’m a good boy while her locks are shorn. This barnet maintenance a Herculean monthly challenge laid down […]

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Rhyming Conundrums

Uninvited, unexpected, unwelcome and under our skin, heavy snow is once again ‘gracing’ the populace of West Yorkshire. Woken by my spouse Karen’s singing as she ironed, this morning I jumped out of bed to be greeted yet again by a carpet of snowflakes…… It’s no good, I’m going to have to get that flaming roof fixed! I’ll also have to request the missus stops ironing in my bedroom…… Or, […]

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Floats Like A Butterfly, Sings Like Kiri

One Fine Day We Shall See – An aria in Act 2 of opera Madama Butterfly. A scene where Nagasaki girl Coi-Coi San misguidedly opines to sceptical maid Suzuki that, despite it being three years since last seeing her husband, her marriage remains strong. As fragrant tree blossom cascades gently onto the women, Ms San relays her belief that one day her husband, an errant American naval lieutenant for whom […]

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Don’t Panic!

On the 23rd December Panic Saturday will be upon us. A recent inclusion in the festive calendar, I have it on good authority it’s the moniker bestowed upon the last Saturday before Christmas Day. A godforsaken few hours in retail purgatory, that would be worthy of entry in a contemporary re-write of Dante’s Inferno. An inclusion in an updated western version of the tome which relays the nine circles of hell, which […]

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The Return of the Seven

Later this evening, I’m headed out to watch the alternative rock band Shed Seven, who are performing at the Leeds O2 Academy. Hopefully, it’ll turn out to be as entertaining as last years pre-Christmas performance I witnessed from the York band. A night that led to me journaling the following parody review:-   I ventured out to see Inspiral Carpets and Shed Seven yesterday evening. For the uninitiated, I hadn’t been granted exclusive […]

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