Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
There's an old adage that 'pride comes before a fall' - A musing from folklore which yesterday I witnessed come to fruition. This incident played out when a friend downed twelve cans of London Pride beer and went ass over elbow on their front doorstep. Nothing was hurt apart from his pride...… Oh, and 'lucky'... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I was the recipient of a scented candle Christmas gift. When ignited, this wax fragrance enhancer apparently emits an odour of wild mint. A welcome change from the usual cinnamon aroma that is generally the 'go to' candle scent chosen during the festive season. As yet I've not lit the candle; as a result... Continue Reading →
After concluding this narrative, I face a day of cleaning my humble abode, walking into Crossgates to re-negotiate my daughters mobile phone contract, a trip to the bottle bank, and (time allowing) watching a classic Christmas movie. I've not decided which movie to watch, but intend to be more selective with my festive season entertainment... Continue Reading →
Behind door number 13 of casa Strachan's advent calendar lays a throwaway self-penned topical headline. An epiphany manifesting from the recesses of my mind - A notion that this morning belligerently queue jumped to the forefront of my conscious thoughts. Unceremoniously displacing an idea I was forming about re-visiting incomplete literary projects of yore. These... Continue Reading →
Behind today's advent calendar door is another trip to St James' Hospital, this time for my wife's monthly oncology treatment. Yesterday's bone scan went without incident for the stoic Birtley lass; although the results won't be known for a week or so yet. Hearing I was yet again en route to a Leeds medical establishment,... Continue Reading →
I'm struggling to focus while writing this blog. Pre-weekly food shop, GJ Strachan is sitting in his mum's living room bereft of the serenity he craves while embracing penmanship. A consequence of the several distractions in his locale. Neurological intrusions courtesy of reality TV show contestants bartering with antique stall owners - Along with fielding... Continue Reading →
As I've written some pretty joyless stuff this week I intend attempting to inject some humour into today's offering. Although being currently bereft of a topic, start, middle and end, as yet I'm unsure in what way that whimsy will manifest itself. I'm determined, though, to redeem myself for prose that in the last few... Continue Reading →
The four-weekly visit for her oncology treatment is once again upon my wee missus. A scheduled sojourn that appears to come around faster ever month. Incidentally, that isn't a complaint. The diminutive County Durham lass and her clan are grateful for every goddamn second at these visits, as it means her tenacious fight continues. The... Continue Reading →
One of the groups I follow on social media is Viz Comic. This the Facebook electronic channel of comic that's been available to buy in newsagents for ages. I could google the exact date it came into publication, but I don't envisage your that interested so I won't bother...... If you are, google it yourself,... Continue Reading →