Monthly Archives: December 2012

Traditionally I arrive in San Francisco to find the Range Rover needs fixing. This time it is overheating and I know from previous experience where the problem lies. There is a remote gasket in a water circuit that apparently keeps … Continue reading →

  I wake up and it is Xmas day in Okinawa.  It is blue, blue and warm. I take coffee on the roof and then stroll along the beaches. I pick up the night’s deposit of plastic bottles and muse … Continue reading →

So tomorrow is Xmas day and if all goes according to plan I will get a double shot of Xmas. I get up in Okinawa, take a plane at lunchtime-ish and arrive in SF at 9:30 am  on Xmas day … Continue reading →

So today is election day here in Japan. The election campaign has been going on for some weeks but I know little about it. In my youth I took it as an imperative to know what was going on politically … Continue reading →

I have become much attached to the beaches in front of my house. They are childlike and unable to look after themselves. They get dirty and need their knees wiping and they never wash behind their ears. I get special … Continue reading →

The weather is astonishing. Beautifully sunny and warm and Tigh na Mara is the only place to be. I head out early on the kayak. I go way beyond the reef and tie up to a buoy, which I could … Continue reading →

I get up early as it is a very lovely morning. I take my coffee on the roof. I look down into my walled garden. I then go for a stroll along the beaches in front of the house. It … Continue reading →

I hated maths at school. I think this was because of truly awful teachers, the lack of romance and the accepted premise that it was difficult. I regret this now as some of my best friends are good at maths … Continue reading →

My little car, a Nissan March, has served me extremely well for nigh on 2 years. It is incredibly reliable, surprisingly capacious and has a pleasing hue of pig’s liver. Dismay upon raising my eyes when opening the hatchback to … Continue reading →

An intro; I grew a mustache in November in order not to go down with testicular nor prostate cancer. It seems to have worked but I did not enjoy the process. It itched, tickled and made me look like a … Continue reading →