Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
At reveille this morning I awoke with mind racing. Amongst the notions flying around my neurological corridors like leafs in a zephyr, yours truly pondered if there was an Old Zealand. Not to mention, why Poles get involved with other countries election forecasting. I also mulled over why Isaac Newton initially identified the phenomena of... Continue Reading →
Following an upbeat bulletin from physiotherapists, within the last couple of hours my mum (Maggie) has exuded an esprit which's understandably been missing of late. This infusion of verve manifesting from news her mobility, impacted by a stroke nine weeks ago, has improved enough she can now dispense with her zimmer frame indoors. After a... Continue Reading →
With the advent of a new week, the UK populace's anticipatory notions of upcoming liberty from lockdown have been tempered with bulletins a number of European countries maybe in the grasp a third coronavirus wave. How that'll affect the UK government's blueprint for easing of lockdown protocols is anyone's guess. However, recent history indicates, when... Continue Reading →
I'm late to the laptop this morn. This delay consequential of yours truly undertaking three hours of ironing, along with tidying chez Strachan. My creative sojourn also slightly held back from being unable to locate the aforementioned device; this inconvenience resultant from forgetting where I'd hid laptop prior to bedtime. In the event you're planning... Continue Reading →
Wednesday 6th January 2021 - The United Kingdom is back in COVID lockdown for the third time since the global pandemic breached our shores last March. Today's blog, like numerous other of my narratives in the past nine months, written with one of its objectives that of informing future generations of life on Planet COVID... Continue Reading →
During a chat yesterday with my son Jonny, where we exchanged felicitations for the new year, my eldest offspring asked if I'd set myself any resolutions for 2021. Aware that his pater generally looks for a quip as a default response, it was a question he suffixed by adding "Incidentally, I mean the year 2021,... Continue Reading →
With yesterday being Christmas Day, akin to Scrooge when affording Bob Cratchit a hiatus in A Christmas Carol, I allowed myself a day away from the writing desk. This gesture allowing me to drink, eat and be merry...... Actually, if truth be told, it allowed me to drink, eat and be merry earlier than I'd... Continue Reading →
After a perishable food shop yesterday afternoon, along with this mornings procurement/despatch of final gifts, I'm just about ready for the big occasion...... Incidentally, that's Christmas Day, not the Leeds Utd v Burnley football game on Boxing Day. The food shop undertaken after a 20 minute socially distanced queue to access the local Marks &... Continue Reading →
Today, November the 16th, is 'International Day For Tolerance'. This global 'gift' arriving courtesy of the United Nations. Just one of many annual observances by the UN, which also include 'Please Be Nice To Old Fred at Number 53 Day', 'Hunter Biden's Laptop Day' and 'Have You Seen My Slippers Day?'. No doubt today's later... Continue Reading →