Mostly they came after the war, a curse in their own way, like England’s ugly new towns.
Hi all, Haven’t written for a month or so. I’ve been busy here, catching up with people, and making the most of a sweet spot
This has been Golden Week, and it’s been manic. There’s been all manner of celebration in Hiroshima, with the Flower Festival, which was as much
Campaigners drive around in cars with megaphones on the roofs, waving at people and blaring messages. Around the city, there are neat, respectful lines of
‘If the cherry blossoms lasted six months, nobody would love them’. This sentence1 lies close to the heart of Japanese culture. Right now, the cherry
It’s rare for me, but I’m struggling to find something to say. Usually there’s too much, to the extent that I’m forced to self-edit. I’ve