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...
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...
There have been two earth tremors since I arrived in Japan on November 6th. One last night in bed, one this morning in the coffee shop. This morning I witnessed a fellow coffee drinker look up from her phone and out of the window for a brief moment, before turning her...
