Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Since returning from my Portuguese vacation on Friday, frustratingly I’ve been laid low with overwhelming fatigue and ‘the runs’. The only plus side of the latter being frequent dashes to the bathroom have meant, despite illness, I am maintaining my daily Fit Bit step target. With regards the tiredness element of my condition, I feel... Continue Reading →
Yesterday a special friend of mine underwent a minor cosmetic procedure to enhance her lips. She's not asked me to maintain her privacy, nevertheless, for the purposes of anonymity I'll call this buddy Mavis Greensleeves of 27 Edelweiss Way, East Climstead, Yorkshire. Footnote - When I say special friend, I am referring to the place... Continue Reading →
Scene - Friday afternoon in an east Leeds coffee shop. A middle-aged man of erratic mind enjoys a catch up over a cappuccino with an uncle in his dotage. Perched on stools on stools in the company of local coffee patrons and three baristas, what follows are excerpts from the duo's post-noon verbal exchanges. "Things... Continue Reading →
For a variety of reasons my literary output has diminished of late; as a consequence of this tardiness my mental health has tumbled like a latter-day Humpty Dumpty. With the art of penmanship acting as my goto anti-depressant, it's proved a foolish self-care strategy if ever there was one! As a result, from today I've... Continue Reading →
Four years ago yesterday a life episode played out which, although shaking my being to the very core, became a positive catalyst for significant life changes on my part. Transformations which have enhanced my life immeasurably; subsequently, augmenting my self-worth and esteem. Let me point out this life event, the suffering of a heart attack,... Continue Reading →
After almost a week where my constitution experienced eddying waves of malady, I'm now testing negative for COVID-19. Despite this, though, I remain as weak as a cup of tea whose bag was stolen by a passing seagull after only a one second union with boiling water. Footnote - Incidentally, the pinched bag of which... Continue Reading →
Recently. I visited my GP surgery for an annual health checkup. This series of examinations incorporating a blood test, along with blood pressure, weight and cholesterol checks; the medical assessment brought to a conclusion by a dietary overview. The nurse who undertook the checks was happy that my weight was within recommended parameters for my... Continue Reading →
My mum seems to've settled nicely into the care home she moved into late on Friday. Her transition from the hospital to what'll be her final residence not going as smoothly as the family would've liked, but she finally got admitted at around 7.20pm. As the Better Late Than Never Society are fond of reminding... Continue Reading →
My recent behaviour, borne from the strains of being a carer to a dementia patient, has degenerated to such an extent I can only describe my current demeanour to be that of a functioning Tourettes sufferer. The level of my cursing in prevailing times, particularly when pacing chez Strachan like a caged lion, is completely... Continue Reading →