Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Last year on a break in Lanzarote I purchased a wristwatch that became affectionately known as my holiday watch. I know that affection and watches aren't normally bed fellows, but any port in a storm and all that........ No, I haven't got a clue what that means either! It's not a particularly flashy watch. It... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, an England football team being knocked out of a tournament would be the worst thing happening in my life. Once upon a time, I’d take it personally if my national side failed to progress to the latter stages of the World Cup or the European Championships. Ordinarily, this would lead to... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I penned a narrative pertaining to a trip I took with friends last weekend to the Lake District. It was a summary of the exploits of nine middle aged men and was predominantly fictional/nonsense/absolute bollocks (delete where applicable). The trip was meticulously organised by our self appointed leader Darrin. He undertakes his role with... Continue Reading →
I’m told that the line dividing inane and insane is blurred. In the days when a more sensitive incarnation of Gary Strachan worried what people thought of him, this line was approached with greater caution. I predominantly stayed clear of publicly writing things where it wasn’t apparent to me which side of this line a... Continue Reading →
Yesterday evening, as the god of meteorology indecisively pondered over which season’s weather to provide for the inhabitants of our West Yorkshire metropolis, my daughter Rachel and I ventured into Leeds for food and a gig. The god of meteorology’s indecisiveness was akin to my wife Karen’s when shopping for clothes last week, when her... Continue Reading →
Karen returns from a few days break to see her parents today. I had the option of visiting her mum and dad in the People’s Republic of Birtley (PRB) or treating the fences and trellis work in my back garden...... It didn’t take me long before I headed down to Homebase for the wood treatment.... Continue Reading →
In times of seemingly endless negative and disturbing news stories, escalating worldwide political/religious tensions, enduring personal family issues and my en suite light fitting breaking, seeking a pastime to raise the spirits becomes one of life's necessities. With this in mind, not to mention a desire to ‘give something back’ for the treatment and support... Continue Reading →
I have a menu on the garystrachan63.com landing page which gives a tongue in cheek background about the bloke behind the writing. At it's conclusion, I use the following words of closure:- “Finally, I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it………… After all, why should I be the only one... Continue Reading →
Today is Karen's second hospital appointment of the week; on this occasion for the receipt of ongoing monthly treatment. After over five years, she's become so familiar to receptionists and nurses, they greet my spouse by first name........ Or they would if her name was Arnold. Seriously though, the engaging manner of nursing staff at... Continue Reading →