Mobile Phone

The end of my world is almost here. I lost my mobile on the train to Paddington yesterday. I now only have myself to talk to.

I went to see The Edge of Love in Leicester Square last night. If the portrayal of him was accurate, Dylan Thomas will for ever be brilliant, but boy did he need a slap - purely figuratively speaking of course.

Gorsedd of Bards

It was announced today that I am to be received as a member of the Gorsedd of Bards at this year's National Eisteddfod in Cardiff. I was thrilled to receive this honour and look forward to the ceremony in August.

I have decided that my name in the Gorsedd will be Aled Madryn: I was brought up in Saint Madryn's Church, Trawsfynydd; spent time near Garn Fadryn while serving on the Llyn Peninsula and the memory of the first Welsh settlers arriving in Porth Madryn in Patagonia fits with my recent work with migrants and refugees.

For those who understand the Eisteddfod's colour scheme, I'm tickled green as opposed to pink!

Chopper

The talk in the gym was fun this morning. After playing football last Thursday night one of my gym friends has given me a new name - 'Chopper'.

The truth of it is I did foul a mutual friend quite badly that night. It's OK though - I didn't mean to do it. I did explain to them both today that the last time I played football seriously I broke my godson's arm. He's OK about it now.

My latest victim is of a view that his solicitors could take a case against me. I don't know where he could carry his case. He's still limping a bit.

Time and Watches

I have done well over the past two days. I arrived six months early to preach in a chapel on Sunday and arrived late for an interview today. That's good going for a couple of days.

It was good on Sunday to be with my friends from Zimbabwe. I'm really concerned for them. They never have watches - just time.

Pictures

This afternoon I wanted to ask a friend for a photo. Both of us have been losing weight and feel better for it.

In the past, I have made me and others look better by editing photos. Neither of us need that any more. Brilliant!!!!!

P.S. I'm still working on the being humble thing. I'll have a go at that after I have reached my ideal weight. Don't tell anyone but being humble will take more time than losing weight.

The South Africa Match

This morning, for the first time ever, I reviewed the papers for the BBC through the medium of the Welsh language.

On the way into the studio I met with Jane Davidson from the Welsh Assembly Government. She was anxious that I should say something about the deteriorating situation in Zimbabwe. She was accompanied by a friend from Zimbabwe who spoke with some sadness about her country.

I expressed my concern for Zimbabwean refugees in South Africa. That was before the South Africans thrashed Wales this afternoon. No comparison of course.

That Weekend Feeling

I'm now at the end of a busy week of running here and there. It will be good to sit through a weekend seeing Wales play South Africa. Preaching in Efail Isaf will also be good.

It will be good to pray and seek God's will for a new beginning at the end of a busy period.

Lesotho Link

Tonight, I went to a Lesotho Link event at the National Museum with Prince Harry. I saw lots and lots of people from Cardiff and some old friends from north Wales that I liked a lot. Supporting the Welsh link with Lesotho on behalf of the churches was also good.

Barack Obama (Again)

Barack Obama: It looks like he has got there. I wish him well for November. I wouldn't mind going over to the States to be alongside his campaign in November - just for fun.

The other day, I was asked to chair a meeting on ID cards for the Home Office. I enjoyed that and people were kind to me afterwards. I wish someone in British politics could give me a warm glowing feeling that some hope was on the way. Where have all the positive bits of our politics gone?