This lovely empty bottle is all that is left of the holiday. I bought it on the site of the brewery, with no expectation of liking it, but it turned out to be lovely. It also turned out, it was one of those rare drinks that needs to be consumed immediately, so it has been used in puddings and with fish and then the last drop drained with a meal for three .
After every holiday it is nice to wallow and waft around in a sort of dozy state of bliss recalling all one has done. And that is what I wanted to do with Japan, but it has been full power since getting back. Trips to Dad's, helping out a little with Refugee Tales, or really more dancing too much and then paying the price, and reeling from shocks to the two gardens I am involved with. Today, the photo book from Japan should arrive, the planning for the next trip is underway, the photo book will be put on the shelf and the memories only taken down every so often, the photos help with the memories, but nothing we do can hold them, not fully. And that is not because of the Sake, but the bottle will stay here till one day even that gets chucked out. Life, I spend all my time planning trips or doing them and then can't even remember half of them, so life is a very strange thing.
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I was supposed to be finalising a visa last night, but got caught up in the England V Sweden game.
