Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
As written about previously in the narrative My 2020 Vision, I plan to cut back on the number of blogs I pen for a short period in order to concentrate on re-writing a 370+ page draft tome initially written in spring of 2010. This a fictional emotional support team who bear the title of BEST (Birtdale... Continue Reading →
My train journey back from Newcastle to Leeds on Sunday afternoon passed swiftly. My ninety minutes in situ of the Trans-Pennine locomotive predominantly spent writing, along with chatting to a diminutive middle-aged Gateshead woman en route to her daughter's in Bradford. This lady, short of mane and even shorter of legs was initially an affable... Continue Reading →