As I pull out my chair to take my seat I glance out of the window and I’m greeted by a young girl of no more than 8 years old flying down the pedestrianised High Street; pink jacket with a rainbow of tassels and ribbons flowing in her own breeze as she kicks the...
As I alight the train at Kawasaki I’m greeted by the pleasant sound of bird song. Sadly it only takes a few steps down the platform before I realise these are pre recorded chirps and much like canned laughter it numbs the effect. Kawasaki is where national hero Mitoma...
Workmen gather at the start of their shift in matching blue hard hats. Reminds me of the nursery kids from yesterday in their matching yellow caps. Forming a circle around their foreman, the engineers receive instruction before taking a group bow, now ready to begin…...
The other day, Taiga lost a tooth. He told me about it when he got back from school but played it down. “Nah it didn’t hurt Daddy – it was shaking like an earthquake for ages anyway, and ready to come out”. I know they don’t share the tooth fairy myth over here...
08:49 am, 12 degrees and a there’s a drizzle of rain but i’ve been sat here at this cafe window for 30 minutes and only spotted one person without an umbrella – a foreigner, hair tied back and briskly galloping down the high street. The Japanese nation have...
