Sion Barry's World

Breakfast: It was a bowl of Cornflakes, supplemented by a Weetabix , with semi-skimmed cold organic milk. Walk to Work: With a semi spring in my step it was down Cowbridge Road East and into the centre of Cardiff, which if the in financial services sector would no doubt have got embroiled in the current credit crunch. Lunchbox [welcome back my friend to the show that never ends] 4 tinned red salmon sandwiches with a hint of lemon juice 1 banana Random Thought When you're in your local supermarket and early in the shop you bump into someone you know you have a chat and then say goodbye. The only issue [but is it really an issue Sion ... it kinda says more about you than you think?] is that you see them again a minute later on another aisle. You just said goodbye so you play out a game of pretending that you haven't noticed each other even though they are about to take the same tin of plum tomatoes that you are going for... funny old thing is supermarket shopping. That's why...

Every once in a while while out walking in a town or city, you will happen upon a film crew. This happened the other day as I made my way into work on Cowbridge Road East. All the actors were in position, cameramen, director, sound crew too... But what I always find interesting is Joe Public who gather just looking on intrigued, but giving the impression that they don't care less. I guess you can see their faces now. Today is my sister's birthday who resides in LA. So happy birthday Sarah

Breakfast: Just a very decent bowl of Cornflakes with semi-skimmed organic cold milk. Also a cup of hot water with the juice of a lemon. Walk to Work: Not on the agenda today as I have a day off for working last Sunday. So I have a day with my daughter Isabella. Our schedule is a bit sketchy, but perhaps an afternoon trip to the seaside resort of Penarth is in order. Lunchbox: Well at time of writing it is just gone 9am, so it all a bit premature, but I will not need it as I will be dishing something up from home... which could be poached eggs on a bed of brown toast, followed by a strawberries and blueberries. Yesterday my friend Mr Robert Llewellyn Jones suffered the dreaded experience of putting unleaded petrol into a diesel car... the smoke was something to behold!

 

 

Been away to Cornwall in fact.... where the Celtic fringe is really just one beat up from a haircut. That's not to say I have a Celtic barometer and the whole Celtic bonding thing really is over egged. Walk to Work: Had to drop Mrs B at my venue of income generation [I saw so I believe!] with her boss a certain Mr E, who once presided in corporateland with many whistles and bells. Now he tells stories to all who will listen of giant monsters and pots of public sector gold over the Barnett Formula rainbow. I then took Isabella to nursery, who incidentally has a great rapport with Mr E! Lunchbox: My lunchbox almost forgotten in my mind's eye. Random Thought: Has anyone won the rat race yet?

Walked home from work tonight and it rained and rained... soaked through to the skin like I was many years ago as a kid playing football in the streets. Funny old feeling getting wet...but wan't fundamentally bothered by it though. So back to the beginning Breakfast: Just a piece of toast and a glass of water. Didn't walk to work as I had to drive to Abercynon to visit a company which is one of the world's largest deployers of IPTV. Lunchbox: I'm so sorry my dear old friend I forgot all about you today. Random Thought: Gladys: Okay death comes to us all... but do you really have to go on about it all the time Herbie? Herbie: Silence. Gladys: Herbie! oh my God he's gone!