Photographs from a small group of islands
I’m not a religious person by any stretch of the imagination, but the serene smile I managed to capture on the priest below leads me to believe that he might just be on to something.
Either that or he’s just found out how much money is in his temple’s offering box.
The latest Japanese robots can dance, run, and even play musical instruments, but it would appear these mechanical mutants are still a long way behind the nation’s cute characters — they can drive.
It was surprising to say the least, but walking along the street I came across Miffy — at least that’s who/what I think it is — parked up at the side of the road.
Waiting for Hello Kitty perhaps?
Any female readers complaining about a lack of male talent on Tokyo Times would admittedly have a fair point – not that anything is going to change. But as a one off I present you with the handsome hunks from Top Dandy and Club Gigolo.
A stunning array I’m sure you’ll agree. My only concern is the disappearance of the third ranking Gigolo.
A hairstyling mishap perhaps?
How true it is I don’t know, but it’s often said that a bamboo forest is the safest place to be in an earthquake. Something to do with the tangle of roots perhaps.
Unfortunately the one pictured above is a good two hours from my apartment, meaning that cowering under a worryingly weedy table will have to remain my meagre method of defence.
As the economy continues to stumble, retailers are trying ever harder to persuade potential customers to part with their cash. In fact things have moved so far that the mantra of ‘buy one, get one free’ is decidedly old hat.
Now it’s ‘book a room, bag a broad’.
