Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Mercifully, the jet lag is abating after my recent Rip Van Winkle-esque slumber. A sleep of such longevity it would probably be more accurate to class it as a hibernation on my part. When I woke around 10.45am this morning it was a relief to have returned to a conscious state whereby, for the first... Continue Reading →
The post flight back jet lag following my return from Toronto, early Friday morning, has kicked in big style. Today's plateau of fatigue evoking memories of the tiredness I experienced when working nightshifts in my 20's/30's. I truly hated working the week of nights rostered into numerous rotating shift patterns endured while working three decades... Continue Reading →