Showing posts with label rubbish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rubbish. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 July 2009

1,034,515


AM

Least: At about 10:50am I skulked down to the road to find that our bag of 'plastics' was still sitting there. I knew it had a yellow sticker on it, and I knew that I didn't know exactly what it said, but I had hoped that someone would decide that the offending bag was their problem and taken it away. Deep down, I think it was a laundry-related item that prevented the bag's departure, and deeper down I know I dragged the bag back upstairs.

Most: At about 11:15am during my excursion to the Family Mart and the Drug 11 I saw a youngish helmetless mother riding her bike with one helmetless kid in the back and a helmetlessbaby slung upon her chest. Her brakes screeched as as stopped. The vast majority of people never wear helmets while cycling in Japan. I've always wondered what the road toll stats are - they couldn't be pretty. And they aren't - 1,034,515 accidents and 5,743 deaths in 2007 (the lowest in 50 odd years) I carried my bag of plastics back upstairs.

PM


Least: Just after 4:00pm, I was teaching a class of 3-4year olds and one mother couldn't think of a more interesting way to redirect her child than to give him a smack. None of the other mothers blinked.

Most:
Some time after 1:25pm, I became embroiled in one of Rosie's online arguments about the thoughts of Karl Marx. Some academic was boringly complaining that 'the people' have been too silent against the horrors of late-capitalism. I suggested that it was because most workers might be too comfortable to overthrow the capitalist system and the their (our) comfort was possible because of low wages in the developing world. Rosie threw that into the pot. I'm still unsure as to whether or not is was an interesting idea.

Sunday, 19 July 2009

Harry Potter and the Something of Fire



AM

Least: At about 9:25am I awoke to discover that it was Sunday. Sunday is a day when none of the several types of rubbish are collected. By Sunday, we usually have three bags of rubbish lying in our kitchen.

Most: Close to 12:00pm, I was woken from my doze by the clanging and drumming of a procession passing beneath my window. Several trucks loaded with colourfully-cloth'd characters drove by at irregular intervals, probably on their way to some kind of summer festival. I managed to get a bird's-eye photo (above) through our pigeon-proof netting.

PM

Least: Planning to see a movie in a cool cool cinema we arrived at about 1:pm to find that the most interesting selection was Harry Potter and the Something of Fire - we weren't interested.

Most: At about 1:20pm Rosie and I decided to take a turn away from the teeming arcade near Dotonbori to find a bite. We settled on a little okonomiyaki joint in an alleyway. What made it great was the character greeting us from out the front (right) and the fact that the cooks made the food for us in front of our eyes then served it on a sizzling skillet. I ordered the modernyaki with squid and pork. They listened to Rosie's request for okonomiyaki sans meat. We'll go back if we can find it again!