It's been a funny summer / autumn in Tokyo. Weather was hotter than the surface of the sun and when it went down, I had a week before switching the underfloor heating on as temperatures plummeted. Too hot for a summer jacuzzi, the highlight was the announcement of the Oasis tour and that they'd be alighting in Japan. So time for a lottery and I won (!) nothing... Was worth a try though but hang with me, there more to this story.
Having missed out on tickets for late October I decided to break my clavicle instead. Tripped and slipped, no one else's fault but my own. Take my word for it, a CT of broken bones looks awesome but the lying down part on the scanning bed with a two part shoulder is not a huge amount of fun. And so it goes (yes, I read "Slauhterhouse 5" over the following week). Checked in the next day and I am now six titanium pins heavier.
Six nights in hospital, the nursing staff were outstanding though I slept most of the time, at least when no one was snoring. Which wasn't often. And then back home with a detour via my favorite sandwich store, hospital food was honestly good but when you get a craving... And then something of a surprise. Of Biblical proportions. Remember the Oasis reference above...
I'd completely missed out on the concert tickets (not from want of trying) until the night before the show and my son came over to our house and unleashed a storm of a dilemna. He had a spare ticket. Which I gladly accepted with the risk of more damage to the shoulder or the risk of capitulating on the only chance of seeing the Madchester band I was probably ever going to have. So I figured I have other bones to break at a later date and we had an incredible night. Two body guards shadowed me so I came into contact with very few, in fact, when the crowds saw I was all slung up, they joined in and formed a bubble around me. As I say, it was a funny summer / Autumn but my thanks to everyone who walked me through it. I won't forget the kindness and support. Or Oasis...
