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Before I came to Japan, I wondered what Christmas would be like.  It is not a Christian country and New Year is…

Women’s minds are more intricate and labyrinthine, their perceptions deeper, and what they tell you is generally new stuff.  Male friendships are…

Plans to walk in the park, always happily made, are often ruined by the kind of rain Tokyo sometimes to unleash without…

Long-time readers of ten minutes hate may remember this post, about Emily Richmond and how she was going off for the horizon…

So Remembrance Sunday has passed, when the UK spends two minutes quietly remembering its war dead, before returning to the usual business…

This shouldn’t necessarily be an earthquake story.  It should be a music review, of a band and how they played, the songs…

For all of those readers who aren’t students of the 1930s – and why wouldn’t you be, given that we seem to…

I got a really lovely thank you from the #quakebook team, despite only doing something very simple to help with the publication…

Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust. – The Clash The Clash? Just a band. – Scroobius Pip Last week’s announcement of new…

One of the less fun things about clocking up another birthday is the dawning realisation that each visit to a club could…