That day I went to lunch. To a restaurant at the end of a canal. It was great. The four of us sat outside protected from the sun under an awning and looked out over the water. We then went round to visit a Venezuelan woman selling Japanese pottery in someone else's house!
I had time to get out my sewing machine. Making a shirt using a Vogue pattern. (predictive texting suggested a fag pattern!) I specialise in clothes that don't fit me in material I like - think the pattern needed a more draping fabric rather than cotton! Oh well onto the next one!
And of course I could go for curry, I went to the place that A and G ate at on their visit. I decided to go for the thali as I thought if I ordered separate dishes I would end up with a mountain of food. Instead I ended up a mountain range of food, the naan bread was absolutely enormous. I was so stuffed I had to come home and drink mint tea to help with my digestion! The next day at the Farmers Market I had another curry!
I also went to the hairdressers. Up till now I've been using one Dominic had found. This one was certainly posher and I was in a room on my own. The whole process took two hours! I wandered down the hill and got a coffee and went for a wander and a sit down in the fabulous park nearby. From the map I could see there was a library in the park so went to have a look. I arrived and asked where I could put my empty coffee cup and was told there were no bins. I pointed outside and asked if there was a bin. There wasn't. The woman pointed to the coin lockers. So I left my coffee cup and some of my other detritus and went to read a couple of magazines. Collecting the contents of the coin locker before I left.
You might find a recycling bin by a drinks machine or one in the equivalent of a Seven 11 shop. There are no bins on the street or in parks.
On my list for a while has been to visit Nippori also known as fabric town. The place is packed with fabric shops.
On Tuesday I went out with a couple of people from Berlitz for another curry!
The Issey Miyake exhibition which people had raved about was closing soon. I hadn't understood before that his clothes are just folds of fabric. if you lift a garment up by the straps it's a bit like a Christmas paper decoration. It suddenly develops form and a dress appears! Pretty amazing. On the way there I spotted this old house - in the centre of Tokyo.
Met a mate for a walk along a valley and then had dinner together....yes curry but totally different this time as I had a glass of wine with it.
Invited to watch a parade 3 of us waited in the cool of a building. Fumie called the shrine from where the procession...running 20 mins late. We waited some more. She then went outside to check- the lack of people had seemed strange. We were in the wrong street! We hurried along and caught the parade. We then went to see the guest place at the palace which is not open very often.
Saturday I headed off to an ikebana session - I chose my leaves and a thistle type flower. I of course realised it was a true thistle after I'd caught my hand on the thorny bits a few times. I couldn't decide where to eat...so you've guessed it - another curry !
Having a coffee the person next to me nipped off to the loo....leaving her handbag, computer and phone. This is absolutely normal in Tokyo ...
DK returned from his work trip so we went to check out the local irises....as it is iris season. He struggled through the rest of the week. At the weekend he'd promised me coffee - and here it is!
Bods here mad about animal cafes. I went to the hedgehog one. Do you think this fella is confused by the fabric of my dress?
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