Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
This morning, to blow away a few cobwebs, I took a bracing stroll around the grounds of Temple Newsham House. I’m not sure how I attracted all the webs, all know is they started propagating around the time I commenced sleeping in my dad’s wallet. My walk, wrapped in several layers of clothing against the elements... Continue Reading →
I started writing this narrative sat in the Oncology Institute at St James' Hospital, while awaiting Karen's oncologist appointment. It's the first of two visits this week as she has her monthly treatment on Tuesday to supplement her daily medication. When I commenced writing this, I was heartened to see the sun shining outside and... Continue Reading →
Yesterday was a productive day for me. After a hospital visit with Karen, where she underwent her four weekly treatment, I wrote a blog and cut my back lawn for the last time this year (hopefully). I followed this with a meander around the gardens at Temple Newsam House with my little Mrs, where we... Continue Reading →