Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Friday 20th April - Karen and I dined alfresco yesterday evening - Our unchallenging but flavoursome cuisine cooked in a recently purchased outdoor pizza oven. During a bizarre dream earlier in the week, astrologer Russell Grant recommended utilising the ingredients marmite and baked beans for a topping (see A Pizza The Action ). Despite this... Continue Reading →
Sunday 15th April - Yesterday, the missus and I returned the upstairs chambers back to some semblance of tidiness, following the upheaval caused by the week's decorating. A frustrating seven days or so where I couldn't locate stuff due to errant piles of clothing, inaccessible drawers and furniture road blocks in various rooms. I also... Continue Reading →
Being ‘on my tod’ over the weekend has allowed me a period of reflection on matters existential. Some quiet time to recharge my batteries and learn the words to Sinatra’s ballad Strangers in the Night. As a result, I’ve now got fully charged batteries for my remote controls, torches and my rotating bow tie. Additionally,... Continue Reading →
On our way home from watching the matinee performance of The Commitments on Saturday, my wife and I dined at the new Gino D’Campo restaurant in the centre of Leeds. It was our inaugural visit to the TV chef’s eatery on Park Row, which brings a soupcon of the Mediterranean to West Yorkshire. A ‘soupcon... Continue Reading →