You could detect the slightest drop in temperature over 'flat' Norfolk this afternoon, just as I embarked on my cycle therapy exercise with a dozen intense thoughts passing over me like weather fronts that once graced BBC TV forecasts.

Yesterday was happiness extended, with my Japanese friends, lunch-became-tea-became-supper. 楽しかった.
Chinese buffet for our late 3pm dinner, and those oh-so-lovely sesame toasts, exchanging gifts and after I dared glimpse at my friends present for me, noticed I am now a proud owner of a yukata from Shinjuku.
I think traditionally-made English jams go down quite well in Japan, and I offered a whole variety of Norfolk jams; plum, myrtle, gooseberry, rhubarb, blackberry etc. It is mildly comforting to find that other nations will actually eat rhubarb! Even the birds and all other forms of life seem to pass on the stuff...but the British, Dutch, Germans and Japanese share a (mild) love of rhubarb...what an incredible thought!