Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I drove my parents to an out of town shopping centre this afternoon. Which, according to my cutting spouse, makes a change from driving them to drink! The primary reason for the venture being their desire to undertake a food shop at Sainsbury’s supermarket. Despite my pater being not being too chipper at the moment, he stubbornly... Continue Reading →
This morning, before she left for a few days sabbatical in County Durham at her parents, Karen and I had a thought provoking chat about song lyrics. It started over a disagreement about whether her dad includes the words Sainsburys in most songs that he sings. Karen was adament that her pater didn’t, but I... Continue Reading →
The changeability of the great British weather was perfectly highlighted today, when at 11am in Leeds heavy snow started falling; only for three hours later there to be sunshine and predominantly clear paths and roads. As I write, throughout our metropolis there will be thousands of fed up kids currently on their trek home from... Continue Reading →
Recently, I visited York to see my son Jonny on his off day. It's always a fillip to catch up with the lad who calls me dad. He calls me some less flattering things as well, but it's best they remain within the family. We took in lunch in one of York’s many fine eateries.... Continue Reading →