Sion Barry's World

Are you looking at me? Can you hear me? Have you any idea, perhaps you don't know I'm near, or even here? I'm listening to music as you move out of sight, whistling obliviously and turning the corner at the last house in a row of contented terraces houses. You know what? I'm going the other way towards the open fields, which I guess will not be green for much longer. but it's the right, yes the right way.

My daughter's first day at school today. Location: St Mary's RC School in Canton. Cardiff. There are around seven Polish children too. My father started there I guess just before the end of WW2. She did very well... all grown up .

Dreamt the other night of noises from the attic. Had to explore, with my wife and daugther below very scared, (and so was I). I peered around to find a single bed to my left and then, as I turned to my right, a much larger bed with a huge man inside. He was quick to his feet and moving towards me. This was no polite social call. My wife had to wake me as I was punching the wardrobe.

A little podcast about God and Tony Jones from Cardiff

I just love trees Originally uploaded by sionbarry Trees are just great.

F rom here to there, I surely do care. I t grew on a tree at the end of a garden, I cannot be precise, but it came back to me the other day when clearing out old photographs... in black and whi te.

You see this so clear from over the hill And when you stand still your hands so gentle catch the wind Spinning my memories back to you A mother and child so pure and new

I first came here [pictured above] in circa 1972. I threw in a coin and wished not for a daughter born in the year 2006, but instead to win a gold medal in the 400 metres at the next Olympics. Ciao Sion

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 Banan a 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, pe...

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01/11/2009 Originally uploaded by sionbarry Went to the seaside yesterday with Petra and our daughter Isabella. It was very windy at Barry Island in South Wales. On the way home while driving the autumn leaves fallen from trees were dancing wildly on the road ahead, like hot chillies frying in oil.

I'm thinking of a dream I've yet to have It lasts for an eternity, running my hands through luscious fields of green The sea is not far away and I can see them clearly now in the distance waving happily at me I haven't seen them for years, many when I was just a little boy.

Was thinking today, about kinetic energy and how will we soon be able to power most electrical devices from everyday activities such as walking and of course sleep. Marathon runners could be big contributors to the national grid.