This is what I have been leading over the last few months -no great drama, nor tragedy and only bits of comedy. I blame the weather; well, up to a point.

It rained consistently for the first 2 months and then from one day to the next, Okinawa became a cauldron of heat and humidity. Impossible to do much in either case.

Nonetheless, I continue with my rigorous training schedule of walking to restaurants and wolfing down large quantities of outstanding food – mainly fish.

Maybe the greatest excitement was getting a new car. Kiyuna san, who runs the rental company and is a fantastic bloke, explains that my current car needs to be serviced. Could I accept a replacement?

Kiyuna san’s hobby is restoring 50s and 60s American cars.

A big typhoon swept past but luckily not over the island this weekend. It was reasonably hairy with 70 knot winds. Poor boat.

A great joy over the last months has been the recovery of my tree. It had lain on its side in the blazing sun for several months, whilst I was in California and had evolved into a bundle of dried up sticks. He, she, it, they, fought back and with much care recovered remarkably.

This is no good, the poor tree blows over in fairly mild breezes.

I track down a suitably large pot and transplant.

Go tree!