SUNDAY SIGHTS.

An unimpressed observer looks on.

The brues.

A very curious busker.  Very curious.

Excellent t-shirt display method.

The flora of Harajuku.

CHILD IN A SWEETSHOP.

Dad contemplates investing ¥millions in 1960s Fenders.  Mum doesn't.

MEET THE PARENTS.

Umbrella locker solution (there was never a problem).

The Jacksons and Nakamuras meet for dinner atop a Star Wars set.

PARENTAL ADVISORY.

Eating monja with M & D as we shelter from a Bladerunner-looking storm.

PAINTING BY NUMBERS.

Doozers at work as I await the arrival of my parents.

FIGHT CLUB.

The local dojo, which actually appears to be a Queensbury boxing club.

WET WET WET.

The weather takes a reassuringly British turn.

NIGHT TIME IS THE RIGHT TIME.

Gyroscopic Noodle Casket Moped. ™

Moonshine.

Me and Mai Girl.

I PASSED A STOOL.

A bright pink stool.

CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE BLURRED KIND.

Waiting for the laundry to finish.

MORE FUTURISTIC CYCLING.

It feels somehow like the inner workings of a massive pinball machine.

GOOD WILL HOUSE HUNTING.

Searching for locations for Florence to inhabit.

Either here...

...or here?

THE SATURDAY SHIFT.

The view of Shinjuku from the gents'.

Dinosaur meeting.

Halloween celebrations commence in the office.  I know.

MIDWEEK.

The arrival of Florence prompts another trip skywards.

The bright lights of Shinjuku.

The evening culminates in Karaoke.

DOOZERS.

Japanese construction workers bring to mind the Doozers form Fraggle Rock.

CHOO-CHOO.

Midnight train.

THE COMMUTE.

Crossing the tracks whilst cycling to work around dusk.

STATIONARY.

Awaiting Nakamura at midnight, Meidaimae (the local) Station.

MEGALOPOLIS.

A bicycle journey to the top of the world's largest city.

Nakamura sits in pole position.

THE JAPANESE RONNIE CORBET.

Japanese cloning knows no bounds.

KICHIJOJI.

Highlights of a day-trip to Mai and Maiko's home town...