Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I’ve just been watching a local news report about Barnsley’s Brian Dawson beating Bradford’s John Walton in the ongoing British Darts Organisations World Championships. Despite being a fan of the sport in my teens and early 20’s, I’ve not watched darts for years. Watching the report, I struck me how the 'go to' liquid refreshment of contemporary chucker's has evolved.... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, I was talking to an acquaintance who told me that their new years resolution was to stop smoking. It was a bit of a surprise as I hadn’t realised my 10 year old nephew was a smoker, but credit to the kid for trying to break the habit! That was only a joke by... Continue Reading →
Well here we are on the last day of 2015. Very shortly, Julian Calendar's latest offspring, who shall be nameth 2016, will make an appearance. It is anticipated, the announcement of the arrival will be made live on TV by Jools Holland, around midnight. I plan to toast the appearance of the offspring with a... Continue Reading →
It’s the 28th December. The Advent calendars are down, the turkey’s been consumed, the clementines (along with anything healthy) remain uneaten and the traditional photograph in the Christmas jumper has been taken. As the old saying goes it’s “all over bar the shouting”. I’m not sure when the shouting will take place, however I suspect... Continue Reading →
Well it’s 17th December and the festive feel in Chez Strachan is slowly intensifying. How can you not feel festive when you’re greeted with the words ‘Front Bottom’ from behind window 17 on my Tourettes Advent calendar?! To add to the yuletide spirit, the unmistakable smell of spilt wine, satsumas, and the newly printed Christmas... Continue Reading →
When I wrote my last blog I was on the train from Leeds to Newcastle, last Saturday. There was a lively atmosphere in the carriage as our locomotive powered north. Our congested coach was rammed with groups of high spirited revelers drinking, singing and arguing over track gauges on the Iberian national railways! …… I... Continue Reading →
Last night I watched two Sky Arts recordings of live concerts by multi million album selling bands. They were both performed by British groups in two historic and cosmopolitan European capital cities. This isn't a riddle by the way, I'm just building up the suspense! The gigs were filled with brilliantly executed songs, accompanied by... Continue Reading →
Today marks the 85th birthday of Scottish actor/comedian Ronnie Corbett. The diminutive half (or perhaps more accurate quarter) of The Two Ronnies plans to celebrate it somehow, in some place, with a bunch of people. I’ve no idea what as I don’t know the guy! If you really want to become acquainted with Mr Corbett’s... Continue Reading →
Fifty two years ago yesterday Lee Harvey Oswald, the alleged sole killer of the US President John Fitzgerald Kennedy, was himself murdered in the basement area of a Dallas police station. Oswald was murdered live on TV by Dallas night club owner Jack Ruby. NBC viewers watched on as the New Orleanian was shot, whilst... Continue Reading →