Sion Barry's World

Was up at 6:20am. Wondering if the D word will gather momentum, but surely only a recession, Have 20 minutes before dropping Isabella to nursery then back home and the walk to work. This could be a busy one at my venue of income generation... should be grateful I have one. Breakfast: Bowl of Weetabix with hot organic semi-skimmed milk A piece of toast with strawberry jam A cup of tea. Random Thought. When I was young oh boy could I run. Relentlessly up and down my street or playground, back and forth until the interruption of tea. That feeling of gliding over the ground at high speed, in complete control. The ability to move up and down the gears, fast, slow, fast slow and then somewhere in between ,

Barack Obama inauguration Originally uploaded by sionbarry 44th president of the USA sworn in today. I enjoyed it

One of the biggest hits this year for Isabella was Mr Tickle. I had a bread maker from my parents. Sandwiches in my lunchbox today came from its maiden bread... simply delicious Overheard two conversations en route to work this morning. One behind was between two women, who were returning to work after the Christmas Holidays. Women one: "To be honest I was bored last year and wanted to get back to work." Friend: "Yeah I know. " Woman one: " Not this year though, just loved every minute. " 20 minutes later on the riverway walk which runs alongside the Millennium Stadium. A guy in I guess his early 20s talking on his mobile phone. "She just don't know wenna stop [consuming alcohol]. She just blows up and don't understand why she's sick. When I feel sick I just has a glass of water like and I'm fine like... and bang I'm off again on the vodka." I nearly came to grief on a sheet of ice a few minutes later on the walkway... it is ...

BREAKFAST: Weetabix to the power of three with hot organic semi-skimmed milk. Walk to Work. It was via Cowbridge Road East, which could feature if there is recession inspired looting. Then down the river way walk with runs alongside the Millennium Stadium in the centre of Cardiff. It had been gritted.. and just in time as I'm sure I would have fallen today. Lunchbox 2 ham sandwiches on white bread. 2 beef sandwiches on white bread. 1 banana. 2 satsumas 1 banana. RANDOM THOUGHT . Imagine that you believe that you have won the lottery. What a day that would be, especially if a film crew was on hand to see you resigning from your job, buying a Rolls Royce etc etc. Then at the end of the day you are told you haven't won at all, due to an electronic error. Think myself that could make for interesting TV.

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...