The pavements are damp as I walk towards the bay, it’s warm and I probably didn’t need this coat. As I approach ‘our spot’ I notice the band leader has brought his own cleaning cloths and is wiping down the banister. My fellow Sun worshippers greet me with...
It’s busy on the High St today, 10 degrees with a clear, still, off-white sky. There’s a film crew assembling a shoot on the opposite side of the street. They’ve cordoned off an area with bright yellow cones and there are about 15 people on their hands and knees...
It’s Saturday night, and I’ve arranged to meet a friend from language school in a bar in Ebisu for a drink. Happy Hour at the Hub ends at 7pm, and he texts to say he’ll be late – there’s a body on the line. Trains are so rarely late here. They are sleek,...
There’s a man seated in the cafe wearing what on first glance appears to traditional Japanese attire, an over sized jumper that goes beyond his knees. The garment is bright blue, made from the same material used for tracksuit bottoms and it looks brand new. He has...
Something miraculous happened last night, or so it felt. We were still hanging out at the park when turned dark. His friends had gone home for their tea but we were waiting to catch his bus to tennis. I’d spotted a young man of about 19 years of age in full training...
