Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Thursday 26th April - Yesterday evening, my spouse treat me to a splendid birthday curry in a Leeds city centre eatery. Joined by my son Jonny and his fiancée Jenny, we were in good company, enhancing the overall ambience of the meal. A Chicken Tikka & Garlic Balti was the aforementioned curry that spent around... Continue Reading →
Yesterday my well wrapped spouse and I absorbed the therapeutic benefaction awarded by a stroll at Roundhay Park in north Leeds. To clarify, when I say well wrapped I'm referring to her being layered up clothing wise against the elements. Not that she'd been skilfully clad in lurid wrapping paper as a sacrificial gift to... Continue Reading →