Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I have been stricken with COVID since Christmas Day; the virus an unintended festive present from my fragrant beau Sarah… Well, hopefully the pathogen wasn’t intentionally passed to me by the shapely West Yorkshire lass. Although with her mischievous sense of humour, I wouldn’t totally rule it out. The Ossett lady was similarly afflicted last... Continue Reading →
I spent yesterday evening wrapping familial festive gifts. Bereft of a Star Trek style transporter, under COVID restrictions, I'm as yet unclear how I'll deliver my loved ones these tokens of affection. This conundrum exacerbated by my family being spread across multiple English counties, who're adhering to various tier edicts. North Yorkshire, Tyne & Wear,... Continue Reading →
With phone jammed firmly to her ear, my wife is currently informing her twin sister she's commenced shopping for Christmas gifts. By the sound of it my spouse has secured a few really good bargains to bequeath to our broods under the guise of St Nick. So if you're reading this and you receive a... Continue Reading →