Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
In the grand scheme of things it wasn't a major problem. That being said, I've got to admit I was slightly disturbed to witness my mum dressed in almost identical coloured t-shirt and slacks as me when, today, picking her up from her local community centre coffee morning. A stop I made prior to our... Continue Reading →
Yesterday evening, I drove my daughter Rachel to a fancy dress party, which had been organised to celebrate her and a group of friends birthdays. Sitting next to me in the car looking resplendent in her Princess Leia costume, I couldn't help but feel I’d let the princess down somehow. After all, this agent of the Rebel Alliance... Continue Reading →