Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
My spirits lifted with the entrance barrier. Coming up a rare few days when I'd be in the company of my adult children (Jonathon & Rachel), their affable partners (Jenny & Brian), my partner (Sarah) and, dare I say it, most importantly my beautiful three-month old granddaughter Rosie Dot. The raised entrance barrier affording Sarah... Continue Reading →
I have had a buddy from Gateshead stopping at my Wakefield apartment for the past two days. A cohort of mine since working together at the National Coal Board head office in the early 1980's, he (also named Gary) taught me a huge amount about inappropriate humour; including the limerick starting 'The was a young... Continue Reading →
Zella, my partner Sarah's adorable German Shepherd, looks back forlornly at me as I crank up todays creative literary engine. I've gotta say, I'm unsure why the sable haired beauty looks so despondent. After all, she's had a walk, during which she enjoyed herself chasing and retrieving sticks; the furry canine's also had her morning... Continue Reading →
Yesterday a special friend of mine underwent a minor cosmetic procedure to enhance her lips. She's not asked me to maintain her privacy, nevertheless, for the purposes of anonymity I'll call this buddy Mavis Greensleeves of 27 Edelweiss Way, East Climstead, Yorkshire. Footnote - When I say special friend, I am referring to the place... Continue Reading →
A few years back I wrote a blog about baroque period composer Johann Sebastian Bach... Or should that be a few years Bach, not back?... No, no, I was right first time. Within that fictional essay I somehow managed to divert from the original narrative topic of the UK’s 1715 Riot Act. Instead segwaying onto... Continue Reading →
The wind is darned gusty this morning; this inclement weather so blustery that during my short walk from apartment building door to the car a gust seized my cap and hairpiece. The pair last seen hurtling over the horizon in a north easterly direction towards Castleford... An episode made even stranger by the fact I... Continue Reading →
Yesterday morning an unexpected audible ping greeted my arrival into the living room. Conscious it was Valentines Day, I poetically romanticised this soundscape maybe Cupid's bow string shooting an arrow in my direction - This episode playing out as a gesture of amour from a love struck beau. It was not long, though, before yours... Continue Reading →
It's the bane of any dog owners life, but like it or not is a task they've to grin and bear on a daily basis... Well, it is the down side for the one's who have the decency to pick up after their canine. Gathering up a pooches poop won't sit within even the most... Continue Reading →
I'd not intended to put pen to paper today, or should that font to virtual paper? However, as I've an hour to kill before the bus transporting me to Fuerteventura airport arrives, I thought I'd utilise the time productively... Well, if writing these unreliable essays can be classed as productive. GJ Strachan's last night in... Continue Reading →