Author Archives: spikekalashnikov

England is where I am at. Barry and Rosy have the most amazing house and garden. It is beautiful. So far from Okinawa. That ‘s the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never … Continue reading →

So the storm is over. All very satisfactory as I did not abandon my boat and leave her to be destroyed and abused by the wind and waves.  However now comes the challenge of getting her back in the water … Continue reading →

At a time of great work intensity Typhoon Irn Bru comes to call. We are ordered to go home at 2:00 on Thursday. Yippee! Even in my position of minor responsibility, I still exult at the opportunity of going home … Continue reading →

A big deadline coming up as in Typhoon Irn Bru will hit us in the next few days. There is another deadline imposed by a big bug that has just settled on my distended gut. Should it go or should … Continue reading →

It is now Sunday and, as I have a fairly dreadful week coming up, I wallow in the joys in front of my house. I do  not look at email and I leave my phone in the car. I do … Continue reading →

There is no real subject to this post other than the great swell of time that is rolling across the ocean of my life. It is relentless. Things happen, people come, people leave, I do stuff. Shoko left, which really … Continue reading →

So, farewell Auntie Margie, such a presence in the last 63 years of my life. You were 94 on passing, a fine age even in Okinawa, an isle known for the longevity of its inhabitants. The Okinawans are big on … Continue reading →

In the preceding weeks I have felt a bit vulnerable as a result of my lack of documents. I would hate to be an illegal immigrant; my heart goes out to you guys. My Green Card seemed to have slipped … Continue reading →

So, today was the Maeganeku Harii Race at Maeganeku Fish Port – such fun but hot fun. Crews race up and down the harbor. People hang out drinking Orion beer, eating Ikkasumi, which is black squid soup. This soup stains … Continue reading →

The Hare bell chases away the rainy season you know. This is the time for the Hari Krishna boat races, https://quietripple.wordpress.com/2011/06/05/hare-krishna-hare-krishna-krishna-krishna-hare-hare-hare-rama-hare-rama-rama-rama-hare-hare/ I am too old, too fat, too infirm, too busy to compete. It irks me. However there is no doubt that … Continue reading →