Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yours truly's itinerary for today incorporates the 'verve infusing' chore of ironing laundry - Clothing and bedsheets amassed after yesterday's sojourn through washing machine and dryer...... Incidentally, that was the laundry, not GJ Strachan, navigating the washer/dryer. Footnote - Yeah, I agree I probably didn't need to suffix the word ironing with the word laundry.... Continue Reading →
Bank Holiday Monday brought forth an early reveille for yours truly. Given a 8am - 1pm window for my boiler's annual service, a rarely used watch alarm was set for 7.30am. Making my breakfast early on a cold, dark wintertide morn an activity I'd not undertaken for a long, long time. Footnote - All other... 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 →
At reveille this morning I lay in bed mulling over what the upcoming festive season on Planet COVID would bequeath. Amongst these notions, GJ Strachan attempted to recall how Christmas advents played out prior to my 2019 health issues, marriage split and the coronavirus pandemic. This act of recollection causing me to look back as... Continue Reading →
Following yesterday's efforts by her attention-seeking elder son, Mrs Strachan senior's Christmas tree now stands imposingly in the front room bay window of her West Yorkshire abode. The artificial evergreen bringing a much needed hint of festive cheer and chromatic hue to the octogenarian's lounge. Reading my previous sentence, some may suggest after penning artificial there's... Continue Reading →
This morning, door ten of the Strachan advent calendar was opened in a brief and understated ceremony in my dining room. Despite currently residing on my own, during this traditional observance I felt moved to utter a few reverential words before utilising a fingernail to jemmy open the aforementioned door. My short speech entailing a... Continue Reading →
This morning the UK government announced they've ordered millions of doses of Pfizer's coronavirus vaccine. Thank the Lord, the cavalry is on its way and come springtime this country's populace maybe able to reclaim some semblance of pre-COVID existence. Our leaders bulletin making today a historic day; one which'll live long in the memory..... Unless,... Continue Reading →
As December grasps the calendar baton from November, whose watch matched the previous eight months starkness on Planet COVID, apparently snow is forecast in West Yorkshire for the coming days. If this was Canada, Amazon delivery vans would be changing to snow tyres, gritters/ploughs would be working around the clock and elk would be building... Continue Reading →
As November saunters moribundly towards it's dawn, we prepare for the advent of Christmas 2020. A festive period which'll be unprecedented in the half century plus I've existed on this earth. Coronavirus resulting in having to purchase my turkey donning a mask. Incidentally, that's me adorning the face covering. The turkey, its race already run,... Continue Reading →