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Huw uses his voice like a musical instrument and of course he plays more than one language. As he introduced an item or performer he slipped seamlessly between English and Cymraeg. But it wasn’t just the sound of the voice, it was what he said and how he said it.

Next week I start the final leg of my Theatre Tour…my 2020 Theatre Tour.

A week today, hopefully, the plans that started with a conversation nearly 2 years ago will finally come to fruition. Forgive me if I still sound nervous but the first Swansea Festival concert in 3 years has not been a straightforward affair.

Yesterday I hosted the Swansea City ‘Let’s Talk Menopause in The Workplace’ ‘Conference at the Swansea.com stadium. It might seem odd that I, a man of mature years, should have been asked to host the event but I’m really glad I was there.

This week I had to listen to Goffin and King and digitally go ‘Up on The Roof’. For one whole day I put my phone face down and decided to go cold turkey.

For the first hour or so I felt twitchy, like a smoker in early abstinence wondering what to do with my hands. After a few hours I could feel my stress levels start to lower, I could feel my mind start to unwind.

As Professor of Practice at University of Wales Trinity St David, I was invited to meet and greet the new intake. The most important thing is to do everything, take chances, make connections… but never let anyone steal the dream.

A Concert to Celebrate and Commemorate the reign of HM Queen Elizabeth II -Hosted by Huw Edwards. Featuring Sir Karl Jenkins. October 29th, Brangwyn Hall Swansea. Ticket informatiom www.swanseafest.com

There are other events in life which in reality are a million miles away from our personal lives which have a similar effect on our memories, a nation’s memory, sometimes even the world.
In years to come I expect we will start to talk about where we were when we heard of the passing of Queen Elizabeth II and that has made me look back at other world events that have left their mark on me.

I don’t think I’m nosey, I think I’m just interested…well that’s my excuse. My dad was the same. He couldn’t help himself just talking to people. That is how I found myself this week entering the ‘Swansea Library of Things’.