Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
It's Saturday morning and East Lancashire's awoken to a rainfall deluge. Admittedly, not an uncommon meteorological landscape for those residing on the western foothills of the Pennines. Especially here in Heywood, whose precipitation is so extensive the town should be twinned with Niagara Falls. Sadly, in a traumatic week which saw her mum cremated, this... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, there was no narrative forthcoming from the pen of yours truly. Understandably, attendance at the funeral of a good friend's mother held dominion over every other action on 1st October 2020. Coincidently, yesterday would've also been my mother and father's 60th wedding anniversary had cancer not came calling for Malcolm Strachan in October 2017.... Continue Reading →
With autumn around the corner, over the past week, I've been stocking up on some warmer threads. I make no claim to be a dedicated follower of fashion, however, despite being firmly entrenched in middle-age, yours truly endeavours to maintain a modicum of sartorial elegance while strolling West Yorkshire's avenues and alleyways. Footnote - To... Continue Reading →
With my mother (in whose house I'm currently residing) being away with her buddies in Bridlington, I've been home alone all week. This freedom resulting in yours truly indulging upon a 'debauched' seven day existence. A time where I freely cooked meals without potatoes, along with embracing the opportunity to pursue a bohemian life without... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, the middle-age domain, which's been my fixed abode since 2013 when first able to tell the difference between a rhododendron and an azalea, witnessed yours truly bed even further into midlife. A realm of unfeasibly long nasal and ear hair and unshakeable redolence of TCP. The realisation of further familiarity to this segment of... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, after noticing the health app on my phone indicating a recent walk had exceeded 1,500 metres, the old adage 'You should walk a mile in my shoes' randomly sprang to mind. This he dictum meaning not to judge a person prior to understanding the life experiences, challenges and thought processes driving their behaviour of... Continue Reading →
It's a beautiful day today....... Well from a weather perspective anyhow. With regards the resplendence of today's events, as it's only 9am, it's too early in the day to comment. After all, while later enjoying the warm solar rays during my daily stroll to the local store, I may get run over by a bus.... Continue Reading →
An acquaintance recently felt moved to express wonderment at the prolificacy yours truly displays with the quantity of blogs I produce. I'd have liked them to have prefixed the word blog with the adjective brilliant, however, they're not ones for going overboard in their praise..... or lying! They opined my penning of a daily narrative... Continue Reading →