Monthly Archives: June 2012

I rather like being an invalid. It is a justification for sloth. However, pleasingly for my self esteem, on Sunday morning I want to get up and go for a walk. It is a glorious day. June is busting out … Continue reading →

So this post comes with a warning: ” The following blog contains images that might offend the squeamish, the delicate, the sensitive, the hypochondriac. If this might be you, please switch to the next channel.” I go to Chubu Hospital … Continue reading →

Jeremy left yesterday and so today is the first day for a month that I have not had people staying. This means I can return to the garden. Visitors are not entranced by afternoons spent grubbing around in the garden … Continue reading →

I have been playing same old wooden flute for over 30 years. I cannot read music or anything like that but I seem to understand the traditional music of Ireland and Scotland and can pick up tunes pretty easily by … Continue reading →

I go to Tokyo. I go to the British Embassy for a do. I go back to the hotel. As I enter  a shortish but determined man brushes past me followed by a howl of media. It is Prime Minister … Continue reading →

Jeremy and I go to Ie Jima an island a few miles off the coast of Okinawa. We take our bikes and cycle happily around the island. Fields and fields of tobacco and peanuts and hedgerows of hibiscus. However it … Continue reading →

I dive into the underwater tunnel to finally grasp the magic chip that will prevent Dr Kitatanakagusuku from destroying the visible universe. As my fingers tighten I am blinded by a lashing jet of high pressure oxygen bubbles. ” Bother, … Continue reading →