I have a housewarming party. I plan a roof top, beach dance party  but forget it is getting on for the end of November and for once Okinawa lets me down by producing a truly miserable day. It rains, gusts and is chilly – a sub tropical chilly of  18 degrees.

Undeterred we have a great night.

Spot the banana

Irish women are the best. A pint of Okinawa Colon-Cleaner.

A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.

Some people go to the beach in the rain but most stay inside and do pyramids.

Healthy citizens are the greatest asset any country can have.

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

I’ve always wanted to go to Switzerland to see what the army does with those wee red knives.

Anyway the point of this tale is that I cooked roasted a leg of lamb and two lumps of beef, of which I ate not a bit. This morning I felt hard-done-by. I got another leg of lamb and cooked it just for me.

Meat candy

What pleasure, recover from very late night by walking up and down the beach collecting shells as the gigot cooks in the Cobb. Today of course the weather is beautiful and the wave are crashing into the reef with a very white whiteness. All is well in the world and tomorrow I meet the Emperor and Empress of Japan and catch a flight to Geneva.

Jatta!