Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Head bowed, with gravity dispersing tears across a cold stone floor, I strolled slowly behind my equally distraught offspring headed out of the crematorium door. The events playing out as they, me and a host of other family and friends (while stood a foot or so from her coffin) had just bode a final farewell... Continue Reading →
Friday morning retail hordes provide the bustling sight while I gaze below from a mezzanine in situ cafe. The first floor coffee house whose title rhymes with Hosta a frequent penning post for GJ Strachan. An outpost where cognitive inspiration joins caffeination leading to a brew of wonderful epiphanies, mediocre notions and a fair share... Continue Reading →
A topic for today's blog currently evades me. This bloc d'écrivains not eased any by a panoramic scan of the living room's contents, which aren't providing much inspiration during this epiphany barren time. Amongst those items catching my eye are a dozen photographs of family members, a crystal filled wall unit, a nest of tables,... Continue Reading →
It won't be the most exhilarating bulletin you'll hear today, but later yours truly will be indulging in the potting of 20+ winter pansies..... Well, unless you really, really, really like yarns about the planting of wintertide bedding plans, in which case the news maybe brio manifesting...... Although, if it is the highlight of your... Continue Reading →
Admin tasks consequential from my mothers passing have meant that yours truly's spent a great deal of time in the company of 'on hold' music in the last week or so. Circumstances resulting in GJ Strachan's existence seeming to play out in a portal where telephony queues are the status quo and one prays in... Continue Reading →
Yesterday my 2,500th blog was written to include partly fictional memories (based on fact) of my recently deceased mother Maggie. These unreliable, tongue-in-cheek recollections embellished with large swathes of silliness to bolster the jocularity of the plot lines. Finding a revisit of these literary vignettes cathartic during this emotionally draining time, I've decided to share... Continue Reading →
Earlier today I shared a trio of old blogs in tribute to my recently deceased mother - These partly fictional journals, based on fact, a record of the familial matriarch. Anyhow as I've a wealth of this type of reverential maternal insights, I thought I'd share another trinity of previously penned deferential posts. This piece... Continue Reading →
Circumstances of recent days have dictated I've had neither the time or inclination to pen a blog of late; and with far greater events requiring my attention, if truth be told, that lack of inclination still lingers large. In fact, the only reason I've chosen to chronicle current life events is as a distraction from... Continue Reading →
Wednesday morning, while drawing open a set of bedroom curtains, I noticed three crows perched on the fence panel between mine and a neighbours garden. Although if truth be told, as my ornithology knowledge contains glaring voids they could've just as easily been ravens. Anyhow, witnessing this trinity of black avians chirping amongst themselves upon... Continue Reading →