Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
It's the 1st January 2021, and the Christmas tree is down. I've no idea why it's down, I'd have thought it'd been glad to see the end of the 365 day s***show that concluded at midnight. I'll have to see if MiracleGro manufacture a horticultural version of prozac to pep the fella back up. Clearly,... Continue Reading →
It's Sunday morning and the weather has finally got its act together. It's good to look out onto my garden and see this meteorological change resulting in the daffodils, primulas, grape hyacinths and forget me nots taking on an altogether more upbeat body language. There is a kaleidoscopic display on show in the borders this... Continue Reading →