Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Walking Coco along the village's Main Street yesterday morning, yours truly witnessed a parked car outside of the local school which, from the way it'd mounted the pavement, I assumed was pulled over by a parent who was up against time. As my lab/retriever sniffed inquisitively at an adjacent garden wall, seeing this vehicle, with... Continue Reading →
I've just returned from a walk on the mild side with my lab/retriever chum Coco. Two laps of the local park, and a new stroll route around the periphery of the estate has ensured old sandy pelt achieved her Fitbit step goal for today. Currently, she's laid prostrate on the sofa; appearing tired following her... Continue Reading →
Day three of dog sitting Coco the lab/retriever. The sandy coloured enchanter who melts my heart and, through her penchant for fleecing me out of half my meal, is contributing towards the loss of the 9lb in weight I've gained during coronavirus lockdown...... I guess dog's aren't labelled as mans best friend for nothing. As... Continue Reading →
Today's literary piece commences with my little canine buddy Coco, whose enchanting company I currently enjoy, undertaking a perimeter check of my back garden. Whether partaken as a strategy for reducing jeopardy to her pack, ie me, or that she just doesn't fancy watching 'Home Under The Hammer' on telly, I doubt I'll ever know.... Continue Reading →