Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Endeavouring to reach the plateau of moving poetic prose my brother Ian produces in song lyrics, at the weekend I asked my younger sibling what his secret was. Misunderstanding to what I was alluding, Ian candidly responded his guilty secret was finding animated dog Scooby Doo adorable. Not wishing to dwell on this revelation, yours... Continue Reading →
Now Delaney had a donkey that everyone admired Temporarily lazy and permanently tired A leg at every corner balancing his head And a tail to let you know which end he wanted to be fed...... Introductory lines of a traditional Irish folk song that late entertainer Val Doonican jokingly credited with turning him into an... Continue Reading →
A journey east along A64 was the order of the day for my missus and me on Friday evening. Our trek was to see a show named You Win Again in the Minster city of York; a metropolis of beauty, history and manufacture of Kit-Kats. On arrival, after purchased a bouquet of flowers for my mater... Continue Reading →
Navigating my automobile south on the M1 motorway this morning, I was kept company by agreeable seasonal entertainment provided by a local BBC station. Meaning as I headed towards my parents, I was treat to a motoring diet of festive anthems, amiable yuletide chatter and a rare travel bulletin reporting no traffic latency on the M62. As I passed junction 45... Continue Reading →