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 Noda.
I try to explain that I met his wife a couple of weeks ago but he did not seem very interested.
My Japanese friends tell me that this is not Noda, which explains why he did not want to talk about his wife.
I get up at 4:30 and fly back to Okinawa.