The Glass Age Diaries | December 9 2024 Here on the train platform there is a man with a bright orange cardigan and a sunshine yellow wheelie case. His rucksack is yellow and black like a bee on his back and the yellow stripes on his trainers complete his look. A girl...
It’s humid and sticky on my morning walk at the bay. Whilst the pavements remain damp from the night’s downpour, the grass to my right is already dry to touch. High’s of 17 are expected today and the warmth I feel from the sun’s rays on my right side is so welcome....
As the ref blows the final whistle its almost drowned out by the airplane noise overhead. This moment triggers something. I raise my head up, is that my call? Another reminder of the ticking clock on my visit here in Japan. He played well today, no goals but he didn’t...
Taiga woke up seething, as despite there being snow on the ground, school remains open today in Minatomirai. He’d gone to bed optimistic, with snow forecast overnight and the school putting out an emergency message that it ‘might’ cancel. But at around 6am they sent a...
And just like that… everything was fine again. All because I slept for twelve hours last night. I struggle with sleep here. Part of it is the time difference, we are nine hours ahead of the UK and so I’ll often be up late engaged in zoom calls. That stuff is going...
