Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Unlike the Hot Chocolate song which started with a kiss, after prompting from my buddy Sarah, GJ Strachan's final birthday in his 50's started with Alexa singing him a hearty rendition of 'Happy Birthday To You'. The virtual songbird making a far better fist of the famed refrain than yours truly who decided to go... Continue Reading →
They journeyed from afar under an energy-sapping sun, parched and weary on arrival at their destination. The spent travellers odysseys made to congregate for a family feast among the east Leeds suburbs...... Well, they came from York and Wakefield anyway. The christian resurrection commemorated with sacrificed lamb, the up-coming birthday of GJ Strachan marked with... Continue Reading →
Yesterday evening, I drove my daughter Rachel to a fancy dress party, which had been organised to celebrate her and a group of friends birthdays. Sitting next to me in the car looking resplendent in her Princess Leia costume, I couldn't help but feel I’d let the princess down somehow. After all, this agent of the Rebel Alliance... Continue Reading →