Sion Barry's World

Not in my venue of income generation today. It was a day spent with my daughter Isabella, after dropping Petra off at work. To summarise: Cardiff Bay, Post Office, the bank, my parents, Penarth and the sea, Tesco , back to Petra's office..

Was up at 5:50am not by choice, but part of a grand plan of my daughter. Made her scrambled eggs on a bed of toast, parts of which ended up on the living room carpet. But the good news is that I am soon to depart for the joys of the supermarket. Random Thought: I am you, you are me. I have been set free, so come and follow me. So can you see beyond you and me to the big blue sea? Simply say it through, think it long and true Its just me and you.

You often find men gathering around computer screens in offices. They all point and make suggestions. Never see women doing it though. The hairdressers of hairdressers came to mind in the centre of Cardiff this afternoon. I had a huge box containing a Christmas tree in one hand at the time.

This day I walked to work. It was just like many other walks I have undertaken in my life, which if you look to the right of this blog page now exceeds 15,000 on this planet. Now I don't believe I could walk until around 13 months. As for walking more than a mile on my own I have no idea, but I am guessing at around 1,000 days. Random Thought: A former hedge manager polished my shoes at the railway station. He said it was a good time to put some money into debt.

BREAKFAST: If I ruled the world bowl of Rice Crispies with semi-skimmed organic milk. Walk to Work. With an umbrella and a very nice raincoat it was down Cowbridge Road East and into the centre of Cardiff. Fortunately the wind was in a calmer mood, unlike my walk home last night in gale like conditions. Lunchbox. 4 ham sandwiches. 1 banana 1 apple Random Thought. A late uncle of mine use to enjoy an afternoon at Cardiff Magistrates or Crown Court. Some of the cases he sat on in the public gallery were very amusing. He operated on a new joke every time he visited or phoned. Some were good... very good.

In my venue of income generation this fine and wet Sunday morning in South Wales. I walked to work at a pretty impressive pace. I could have walked for hours, but revenue generation is unavoidable. I neglected to make sandwiches this morning, so I will have to venture into the centre of Cardiff to purchase some food later. Random Thought... I saw a rabbit yesterday. He was standing outside a hairdresser's which I believe he owned. He motioned to me to come inside for a hair cut, but I declined. Looking back I wish I had, but I was in a hurry.

So Mr Obama you have done it.... the wasp has at last been stung. But you are all inclusive and freshingly strangely elusive; well to me at least. I have seen euphoria before, but not on such a scale. A younger Tony Blair was cheered in the streets and the foreign office talked of a "ethical foreign policy." The man who promised later resigned after Tony stood John Wayne tall with Mr Bush to invade Iraq. The late Robin Cook took ministerial flight in such a principled move.

This is Casperia a small village in Italy. I got married there. Not in my venue of income generation today... and so seemingly is most of the working age population of Cardiff. I was going to brave the elements and run, but my will power is having none of it. Walked here and there today. Heard that an old friend Chris Poole is having a baby in the New Year. So Chris if you are reading this congratulations to you and Leanne. Random Thought. From here my son you are alone... totally alone. I've tried to perpare you for this time as best I can, but I must leave you and I cannot say I will be watching over you. But you are stronger than you think.... and trust yourself above all. So let's part with my final word association. Rabbit: running. child: happy. saint: sinner. middle: leg . squirrel: tree. me: you. glow: flow. music: Greek.

Breakfast: A bowl of Branflakes [that's right vicar a bowl of Branflakes ] Not at my venue of income generation today. At 8:30am I was in the dentist chair for a check-up and then in with the hygienist... all okay. At 9:30am met up with the incomparable and soon to be father Wil Williams director of MBA at the University of Glamorgan and formerly of Rothschild and the British Army. We had to discuss matters of turnover, Welsh businesses, and of course prams. We we were later joined by Petra and Isabella at a cafe in the Pontcanna area of Cardiff. It's been cold [relatively] here in South Wales over the last few days. Have a cold and Petra has a splendid cough. She tries to stop herself coughing... but it's just no use. This afternoon we really need to get out of our humble bode, where we were woken at 5.30am by Isabella. So a trip to the seaside might be in order or a crunch credit exploratory visit to Lidl or Aldi ... which I use to frequent in my days of singleton ....

TURNING 360 degrees

Oh dear have neglected this hearty blog for a few weeks [just service the car Sion we're not interested!] Was up at 6am as Isabella holds all the aces in the waking up stakes in our humble abode. Walked to work at great pace this morning, down Cowbridge Road East which takes mankind and potentially Daleks into the centre of Cardiff. Lunchbox: That's at home, but I will be lunching with a Mr Nel and Mr Commerford, two heavyweight commentators on the media landscape. Random Thought A question was asked of me by an elderly gentlemen at a bus stop many years ago. It was circa 1973. He was probably over 80 and could have been born around 1893. I am assuming he is dead [ sorry I cannot recall what the precise question was, but no doubt centred around the time of the next bus]. But was thinking if he had come into contact with anyone born in the 18th century. That's probably unlikely but let's just say when he was two months old his great great uncle called in to say...

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!