Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I've just returned from my inaugural visit to The Springs Retail/Entertainment Park at Thorpe Park, Leeds. A wondrous emporium of clothing, food and coffee provision, bequeathed to this fair metropolis by our corporate masters, innovative architects and a cosmopolitan cast of craftsman. Men who've worked around the clock, missing numerous Leeds United games on TV... Continue Reading →
Today's 'To Do List' includes taking mater for her weekly food shop. A well choreographed routine spent at the White Rose Shopping Centre (WR), Leeds, starting with a Costa coffee, purchase of comestibles from M&S, calling in Clintons for a greetings card, before the main weekly shop for consumables at Sainsburys. As I alluded to... Continue Reading →
Thursday 5th April - Took a brief morning sojourn to the out of town White Rose Shopping Centre for mater's weekly comestibles. Outside a cloudless teal sky at last paraded a golden sun after the long awaited baton change from winter to spring. The latter having lots of catching up to undertake on the season... Continue Reading →
Yesterday afternoon, I journeyed by automobile to the fragrant Junction 32 Retail Outlet at Castleford. This out of town consumer utopia is my wife Karen and my 'go to' destination if we want a pair of jeans for a 39 pence, or a magical purchase you can't obtain anywhere else. Quirky items such as a frying pan that can give... Continue Reading →
There was well-earned respite today for the post-surgery carer of Monsieur Strachan senior. A day out in Harrogate the much-needed break for my mum, accompanied by my wee missus. Reward for her challenging few months, including dealing my papa's irrational new insistence he is addressed as though he's a Frenchman! Even when the individual is low maintenance, residing in a household with a... Continue Reading →
This afternoon I had my first experience of transporting someone around a shopping centre in a wheelchair. This the consequence of my dad deciding he felt well enough to accompany my mum and I on a weekly comestible shop at Sainsburys, in the White Rose Shopping Centre. A supermarket shop my parents is generally a comical affair, where my dad's OCD goes... Continue Reading →
A few days ago we had a family outing to the White Rose (WR) Shopping Centre in Leeds. I realise it wouldn't be most families day out of choice, however with Alton Towers closed and our conference call to the Samaritans concluded, it seemed a suitable distraction. We ventured to the out of town shopping... Continue Reading →
This morning my wife and I had a sojourn west to the White Rose Shopping Centre (WR). It was an edifying venture to the premier retail mall in South Leeds (source - fictionalsoundbites.com ). It was at this retail utopia that, amongst other things, I inadvertently learnt the meaning of the word edifying during a... Continue Reading →
With my dad still unable to drive any real distance, I transported him and my mum to the White Rose Centre this morning for their weekly food shop. To clarify, by transporting my parents I'm referring to driving them to the shopping centre in my trusty Astra motorcar. Not teleporting them Star Trek like from their... Continue Reading →