And there was me thinking that was the name of a famous old shipyard in Wallsend, Newcastle-upon-Tyne. But, here we are in our own private lockdown situations, left to observe the animal kingdom going about their ways with little care for human interference. Who would have known that a worldwide pandemic would have such silver linings?
![Swan hunting [1]](https://cardiffcoolcat.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/swan-hunting-1.jpg?w=584)
![Swan hunting [2]](https://cardiffcoolcat.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/swan-hunting-2.jpg?w=584)
Until we speak again, I’m sure Juno would have been impressed by the shear ambition, if not by the inherent impracticability!
“You humans do like to convolute your language. How are you getting on with your self-isolating, eh? Some things just come natural to those of us who live uncomplicated lives. If you do manage to perfect your walking-on-water technique, you still need to keep your 2 metres distance, okay!”
Until we speak again, go away!
Taking the daily exercise walk in my local area I am pleased to report another busy ‘corona day’ down Cardiff Bay…
Until we speak again, congratulations to the masses heeding the dire warnings, and stay safe, keep well! As for the small minority of mindless morons… did you know you’re cultivating careers as serial killers… stay home!
So, you think you’re having problems trying to get flying, with all of this pandemic stuff going on? Stay grounded, they said, in the jargon of psychobabble. Well, you try taking off with this thing strapped to your legs!
![Bird Anchored [1]](https://cardiffcoolcat.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/bird-anchored-1.jpg?w=584)
Until we speak again, stay safe and well. The option of flight is a luxury many can return to at a later date. For some, it’s just what we do!
In these strange dystopian times we all find ourselves entering, it is good to see that the traditions of good old British queueing have not been entirely lost!
![Gulls queue at Bay [1]](https://cardiffcoolcat.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/gulls-queue-at-bay-1.jpg?w=584)
But, on a less than typical (or, is this the new typical?) Saturday afternoon down at Cardiff Bay, it looks like there might be quite a long wait for any transport…
Even up the flow, at Cool Cat Central, the wait goes on as there is no sign of passing traffic anytime soon…
![Waiting at feeder canal [1]](https://cardiffcoolcat.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/waiting-at-feeder-canal-1.jpg?w=584)
![Waiting at feeder canal [2]](https://cardiffcoolcat.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/waiting-at-feeder-canal-2.jpg?w=584)
Until we speak again, have a safe crisis!
[Acknowledgements to the Bute East Dock for providing the full cast for the following drama].
Events across 2016 to 2019 , on both sides of the Atlantic, have arguably led to what can only politely be referred to as a foggy funk of an experience…
So, as a fully paid up member of the ‘UK Metropolitan Liberal Elite‘, I have to concede that the ‘Majority 38% Will of the People Brigade‘ have triumphed in the prolonged political battle of barefaced lies versus ineffectual bullshit.
I have never been one to believe in the power of new year resolutions, but as we all embark on the Brexiters’ journey to the most bountiful and wondrous promised land of 19th Century independent beneficence, I have a wish… and that is that the 38% now completely own their self-proclaimed victory. Once the hard right prospectus that has been bought into begins to deliver on its empty promises let’s hear no excuses, or deflection of blame onto those who still don’t buy the catalogue of deceptions, or onto the EU, or onto immigrants, or onto anyone else but their own deluded selves.
Talking of deluded selves; a glance across the pond to the incoherent rumblings of Dumbfuckistan prompt another wish… that the Twitter-fuelled comedic interlude of the last few years be terminated in November, and some semblance of sanity be reclaimed from the ‘orange peril’ that has swamped the free-thinking world.
Until we speak again, reality is likely to dictate otherwise, but we can only dream of a return to 2020 vision…
Until we speak again, here’s wishing you a still and peaceful Christmas from Cardiff Bay…
Could that be one of the Martian killing machines lurking in the foliage? Surely the good people of Tongwynlais in South Wales will come to the defence in such times of threat to the planet.
Until we speak again, Castell Coch is well situated to surveil any prospective marauders… whether they be inquisitive Cardiff folk daring to venture towards the wild lands of the South Wales Valleys, or maybe even misguided Martians‘ in search of intelligent life!
It’s the height of the summer season when tourists and locals alike seek to take those all important memorable photographic reminders. So, come to Cardiff and add to your collection of photographs of, er… metal!
We have a newfound worship of the stuff at the historic heart of the city as St John’s Church adopts a form of icon hibernation…
And if its culture you are seeking, just try the National Museum of Wales, with its strangely tent-like impersonation…
There just might be a case of contagion, as the museum’s corporation neighbour of City Hall belies its usual finery by angling to get in on the act…
Then there is the world renowned sporting arena of the Millenium Stadium (no product endorsements for financial institutions here!) sporting a partial makeover…
Fear not, surely views down St Mary Street towards the castle will be spared; but Hodge House has other ideas…
Until we speak again, you might be forgiven for thinking Cardiff has become the home of heavy metal!
Juno was always an avid exponent of the stillness of zen.
![Yoda eyes down [1]](https://cardiffcoolcat.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/07/yoda-eyes-down-1.jpg?w=584)
So, it was to her memory that I was drawn by a new vision arising on the ever changing Cardiff skyline…
Alas, students new to the art may be alarmed to find the road to zen appears closed!
Until we speak again, don’t let the building sites of life interrupt your pursuit of stillness and peace!
JUNO's VIEW 