Tuesday, March 25, 2008
A whole Lotus fun
Monday, March 17, 2008
Oops I did it again
I haven't shaved my hair off or wandered around drunk on stage at the MTV awards. Yet.
Keeping a blog it's interesting to look back on what I've been up to the past 3 years and also to see how I sometimes repeat myself.
Last year I bought back some omiyage for the kids I teach and ended up scoffing the lot. Well, this year, before I went back to the UK I had seen a friend of mine I don't often see and his very cute, very cooly named boy. He happened to mention that they were big fans of Jaffa Cakes (see pic) . At Sainsbury's one day I spied the Chocolatey Orange biscuit/cake (which side of the debate are you on?) and remembering what they'd said bought a packet to bringback. As I said, I don't see them often....and I don't have a contact mail or number.....and today it occurred to me to check the best before date.....5th of April. Shit!12 days out of date, I can't give them them now. But I can't just throw them away....so, I ate them. Old people eat out of date stuff all the time and old people never die do they?
Another thing occurred to me whilst I was eating them. Something that an alert blog reader might have already noticed. It's not April is it? It's March. They were fine. A genuine mistake, but I've just done half of the packet. Can't give them an opened box now can I?
Oh well. Maybe next time. On a side note I see that they now make 'Zingy' Blackcurrant and Lemon and Lime Jaffa Cakes, which, I have to say, sound disgusting.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
This week
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Clicking irritants
Anyway, the days are getting warmer, the light lasting longer, the blossoms are a-sprouting, my snot runneth ceaselessly and as of this week my eyes are definitely starting to itch. Yep Spring is coming and so is the pollen. I have never been much of an allergy sufferer until 3 years ago and I learnt one of my most used phrases かふんしょうです. Bloody hell, it's a nightmare. Last year I would wake up with my eyes stuck together. Ironically this was the nicest part of the day as they wouldn't itch then. So, I would lay in bed, for 10 minutes or so, with them safely sealed from all the goo they'd oozed. Mmmmm goo.
Anyway, I eventually got my pathetic arse down to a Doctor and he gave me some medicine and er, it got better. But it's back! Luckily this year, remembering the horrors of last, I went back to the good doc and got the same medicine over a month ago (I had a cold I thought it had started). It's been sitting on my kitchen table ever since and I think I might just crack it open tomorrow.
Which leads me in a wonderfully vague way to encourage anyone suffering in silence to get yourself to a doctor. Doesn't matter if you don't speak Japanese. Just sniffle and say Kafunshou desu. The one I went to is called something like the Hiroshima Respiratory and Alergy clinic and is behind Hiroshima Eki (Shinkansen side). Cross at the lights and go straight and take the first or second right. Then look out on the right hand side, about 5 floors up for some kind of clinic. How's THAT for 'sketchy'.
Bless you