Yorkshire Puddings?!
To Japan (3)
Thoughts of home attack at odd times. I've been in Japan for ten weeks or so now, and whilst for the most part England is not forefront in my mind, it creeps up on me. I woke up a couple of nights ago having dreamt that I was sleeping at my parents house in Coventry, and when I woke to find that wasn't the case, it was a strange and not-too-pleasant feeling.
Which leads me onto this. I loathe England for what it has become, a TV infested, tabloid sponsored witch-hunt. But being 6500 miles away you start to wonder ...