Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Commencing today's observations, I'm perched in my garden beneath a resplendent West Yorkshire sun. The romantic within me raising a smile as I draw poetry from my accompanying chromatic flora and fauna landscape. This ocular sonnet, via the conduit between eye and area of the brain which processes pictures, leading me to conclude (despite my... Continue Reading →
After four days of suffering, discomfort consequential from straining my lateral knee ligament has started abating. Don't get me wrong, every now and again I'm being blind-sided by sharp joint twinges, leading to a swift unanticipated expulsions of air. However, if required, at least now I can drive again, mercifully affording me greater scope mobility... Continue Reading →
Thirty one years ago tomorrow, at just gone 3am, I became a father for the first time when my son Jonathon made a belated appearance at a Bedfordshire hospital. His arrival followed a harrowing seven hours for his mum, and me shouting myself hoarse with frequent cries of “Heave!”….. An unhelpful yell that, in hindsight, probably made it appear there... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, I listened to early chapters of an audio book on philosophy's origins from its Greek beginnings ( circa 450 BC) up until current day. The tale commencing with biographical details of Socrates, founding member of West philosophical tradition. Deeming himself as a man with many knowledge voids, it baffled the Athens born sage his... Continue Reading →
Bereft of a working printer, I've just spent the last hour cruising the streets of South Leeds/North Wakefield attempting to find a library to print off a package label. A frustrating odyssey where, after finding the first three book lenders closed, at a fourth attempt I finally fulfilled the task. Stanley Library, on the north... Continue Reading →
After a COVID induced fourteen month hiatus, I'm once again sat writing in a White Rose (WR) Centre coffee house. Most of the staffs visages have changed, but the friendly service and rejuvenating qualities of their strong coffee beans continue. In the wake of the ending of this enforced absence, my breakfast of a basic... Continue Reading →
I'm finding the writing process more challenging and significantly less cathartic of late. The strain of being a full-time carer for my mum, and having to write in sporadic spurts due to higher priority chores, diminishing the esprit ordinarily imparted by penning prose. In particular, I'm finding writing in my favoured genre of whimsy tough... Continue Reading →
Sunday witnessed me in reflective mood; in particular pondering matters ecclesiastical. Amongst numerous spiritual notions crossing my mind was if God did indeed maketh man what warranty was he offering....... Not to mention, whether there's a uniform in the afterlife, and if so does take into account clothing allergies. I've written before about the faith... Continue Reading →
Needing more garden accessories to get rained upon daily in the backyard, this morning witnessed me braving yet more West Yorkshire precipitation to decorate the pergola top with solar lighting. Now all that's required is for sunshine to lose its modesty, affording conditions to allow long awaited use of this recently revamped outside area. Actually,... Continue Reading →