With each passing day it seems to get colder. For not much longer will red, orange and brown decorate Tokyo`s trees, clothing and seasonal beer cans. The change seems too quick. Only last month I was digging out a cardigan for the first time; now I`m looking for the coats, scarves and long johns. Black winter is on its way.
My God that paragraph was depressing, on so many levels. Anyway, I`ll give myself one more paragraph to try to retrieve this post from the dustbin and then make my exit. Just one more paragraph I promise. I`ll make it focused, so focused even Google earth can`t zoom in on it. The spotlight falls on Puchi Road.
Puchi Road (Puchi comes from the French word petit) is next to Penny Lane, behind a short walk from Kichijoji station. Halfway along this brick-paved side street, hangs a sign with a drawing of Marilyn Monroe`s face. The Marilyn sign is beneath a cafebar called John Henry`s Study, and above an Italian restaurant and from a Jazz cafebar called Scratch, where I ate a curry lunch today. The only thing traditionally Japanese I could see from my window seat was a rusty old sign, next to Marilyn`s, for an oden restaurant called Taro, (Oden is a traditional winter stew-type dish and Taro is a popular male name). Yet although I could see the sign, when I went outside, I couldn`t find Taro. The restaurant must have closed down and they left the sign as a kind of gravestone. The tragedy of Taro: now there`s a manga waiting to be written.
(Editor`s note: For this post only, special permission has been granted for the last paragraph to be enormous – this blogger is a creature of its word)