Breakfast:

A strange, but engaging combination of a few Shreddies a Weetabix and some porridge oats with cold milk.

Walk to Work

Snow had fallen over night to leave a settling of quite a few inches in Cardiff. From my humble abode in Canton it was down Cowbridge Road East where I came upon Mr Aled Blake.

He then described his dream of the two of us drinking wine at a classy joint in London, where the barman was a certain Wynford Emanuel - who plies his trade in Cardiff as a PR man!

It was over Canton Bridge into the centre of Cardiff, a very nice structure on which a certain Lana Banana from LA had a very bad experience back in the summer

Lunch:

A beef baguette and a mug of tea in Servini's Cafe

I then had a walk around the city centre and came across the director of IBW Ian Williams in a cafe with some very dubious looking company [colleagues]... okay they were fine, just fine.

Random Thought:

When people in the psychiatric chair are asked to describe their childhoods, perhaps it would be a good idea as kids that we regularly make note of our feelings for such moments.








Comments

Lana Banana said…
just me? you sure there isn't a wild pack of young, rabid welshmen running about yelling profanities at other unsuspecting tourists?

maybe i'm just the first to come forward?

scotland yard should really look into this.

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