And then, on my birthday, I ran away again, this time on the Standish Woodland Chase, a multi-terrain race of nearly ten miles through woods on the Cotswolds escarpment above Stroud and Stonehouse. It was hell. The first mile and a half was uphill. Not just uphill, but up a very steep hill. I never…
“So what are you doing for your birthday weekend then, John?”, I was asked by someone at work earlier this week. Well, on the Saturday evening, oh reader, I ran away to the circus. I try to do this every year. It is not, of course, just any old circus. It is the magnificent and…
It is always good to see Joe and Trish in Edinburgh, but this year it was especially nice, because, of course, I could see my nephew too. I was able to see Joe performing on the High Street and in the Grassmarket. His show really is excellent now and was very well received by the…
Three weeks of running in humid conditions meant that I was both well and ill prepared for today’s race. Well prepared because running in light drizzle was actually rather pleasurable. Ill prepared because I simply haven’t racked up enough miles recently to get round a half marathon easily. I reached the halfway point of a…
Having done Disney, it was now time to do another great American export that Japan loves: Baseball. Tokyo’s ‘dome’ is enormous and it was pretty full for a very exciting match between the Giants and the Swallows. I managed to find myself sitting next to a group of students learning to speak Japanese – from…
OK, I admit it. I am a fan of the mouse. So, today, instead of doing what all sensible tourists would do and going in search of culture, I went instead to join a large (very large) number of Japanese families in a pilgrimage to Disneyland Tokyo. There is something very strange about visiting somewhere…
I was told by the concierge at my hotel that Shibuya is ‘young and exciting’. She was right on both counts. The district almost pulsed with a dizzying tide of human movement… I wish I’d videod the crowds crossing the road. It made Piccadilly Circus look calm. I wandered through a number of department stores,…
Suddenly, “Lost in Translation” makes sense. This is a very, very strange city. (But then, I guess London could appear pretty bizarre to a foreigner who dropped in for three days as well.) I started the day with a 5k run and was delighted to discover that many local people do the same thing. Several…
An early start found me heading back on the subway to the airport and from there on to Japan. Korea is a great place. The people are so polite. What other country would have a visitor’s last memory be the ground crew at the airport all bowing and then waving as the plane taxis away?…
The show was not high quality drama, but it was enormous fun. There was a full house, made up mainly of Koreans but with a smattering of foreigners, including a party of Russian teenagers. The lights went down and we were treated to two hours of music making using kitchen implements, a large amount of…