Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
As a consequence of her broad West Yorkshire dialect, my fragrant buddy Sarah has an endearing habit of pronouncing the city of Bradford's moniker as Bratford. A minor quirk which, although captivating, makes me occasionally remind her "Similar to there's no 'I' in team, there's no 't' in Bradford." Upon receipt of GJ Strachan's mischievous... Continue Reading →
After having problems saying the word ignominy this morning, I reflected on how the brain can mischievously play tricks when relaying verbal communications. How can it be that I can pronounce juxtaposition and clearothical with ease, but my diction wanders off for coffee when I need it to articulate ignominy?....... Incidentally, the word clearothical doesn't exist, I merely wanted to... Continue Reading →