Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Dress code - The bastion of the officious or a necessary set of rules to maintain standards in more exclusive establishments? The subject was raised yesterday when Karen and I ventured to the White Rose Shopping Centre on the outskirts of south west Leeds. The mission I was set (should I choose to accept it,... Continue Reading →
The changeability of the great British weather was perfectly highlighted today, when at 11am in Leeds heavy snow started falling; only for three hours later there to be sunshine and predominantly clear paths and roads. As I write, throughout our metropolis there will be thousands of fed up kids currently on their trek home from... Continue Reading →
My daughter Rachel arrived home yesterday after her fortnight in the USA. Her travels took her to Las Vegas, California and Hartshead Moor service station on the M62. They stopped off at Hartshead Moor services on the way to Manchester airport. Rach advised that watching big mouthed lorry drivers gorging on food at Hartshead wasn't... Continue Reading →