Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
As today dawned over West Yorkshire, my home city of Leeds transitioned into COVID sourced tier three lockdown. Bearing in mind there's a full English lockdown on 5th November anyhow, this seems to me like a token and pretty pointless governmental edict. Footnote - The full English lockdown, above, refers to Thursday's re-establishment of stringent... Continue Reading →
Being partisan neutral, yours truly ordinarily affords penning on the subject of politics the shortest of shrifts. Akin to my late father, this borne from a cynicism surrounding politicians motives, regardless of which end of the ideological spectrum they represent. This indifferent outlook doesn't stop GJ Strachan's partaking in polling station visits. However, whilst among... Continue Reading →
As a none American outsider looking in at the US election build up, I'm baffled by the Hunter Biden laptop tale. The alleged scandal bringing forth a multitude of questions, none more enigmatic than how a blind computer repair shop owner was able to read HB's emails. Not only does this Republican smear campaign raise... Continue Reading →
This afternoon, while driving on the A63 to collect meds, a huge truck travelling on the adjacent carriageway, passed me in the opposite direction. An unremarkable incident in itself. However, I became a tad disconcerted when, on it's approach, reading the driver went by the handle of Sleepy J. This moniker emblazoned atop the monster... Continue Reading →
Due to upcoming changes in my personal circumstances, I've been applying for creative writing opportunities online. Thus far I've received no response. Although, as the applications were only submitted yesterday evening, perhaps GJ Strachan needs to employ a smidgeon more patience. As I've penned many times previously in these narratives, in middle age on this... Continue Reading →
In the early hours of this morning my West Yorkshire neighbourhood was awoken by a god awful commotion. This soundscape including the whirring of helicopter blades, police orders through a megaphone, yelling, interspersed by confrontational shouts of "F*** Off."..... I tell you what, my mum becomes so melodramatic when I return home at 3am in... Continue Reading →
At school my weakest subjects were science based lessons. Chemistry, Biology and Physics bored me, and as such I paid them little mind. Subsequently dropping them like a stone at 14 years old; concentrating instead on language based subjects. Consequently, this misguided immaturity of youth meant entering adulthood with a shaky, at best, grasp of... Continue Reading →
The UK populous have spoken - Subsequently, this morning we woke to witness the new leaders were the same as the old leaders. As is the people's right in a democracy, by a decent majority, they've chosen their leaders and placed their trust in five more years of being governed by the Conservative (Tory) Party. Although... Continue Reading →