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An assault on the senses | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. An assault on the senses. 7 April, 2015. 28 December, 2015. There is no other way to describe Tsukiji, the giant Tokyo fish markets. Although the market itself opens at 4am, they only let the gawpers like us in at 9… Apart from a tiny band of tourist keen enough to be there queuing when they open for the 120 observer passes to the tuna auction. We were not that keen. So Rob and Jenna, Peter and I, set out at a more civil hour for “just a look”. Wow! By 10 we were done, and r...
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Castling, shrining and templing | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. Castling, shrining and templing. 25 April, 2015. 28 December, 2015. There is surely no better place in the world than Japan to see amazing castles, temples and shrines; and to marvel at the propensity for men in power to predictably build to the “mine is bigger than yours” maxim. Next stop Kyoto, the ultimate place for templing! Howard did save the best for last – Kyomisidera – pronouncing he would be “very disappointed” if I didn’t battle yet m...Though an elder local visit...
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April | 2015 | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. Castling, shrining and templing. 25 April, 2015. 28 December, 2015. There is surely no better place in the world than Japan to see amazing castles, temples and shrines; and to marvel at the propensity for men in power to predictably build to the “mine is bigger than yours” maxim. Next stop Kyoto, the ultimate place for templing! Howard did save the best for last – Kyomisidera – pronouncing he would be “very disappointed” if I didn’t battle yet m...Though an elder local visit...
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July | 2014 | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. Credit where credit is due – how not to breed the next generation of terrorists. 31 July, 2014. 1 September, 2014. So this week, I surprised even myself at the joy I felt on reading a tweet from @tameiti, self proclaimed “Activist, Artist, Terrorist and Cyclist. Living in the heart of the Tuhoe Nation.”. How much more important is it then, that we as a nation understand that the hurt felt by the Tuhoe people, at the 2007 raids, and at the no doubt mulitple perceived injustic...
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Hiroshima’s monuments to peace | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. Hiroshima’s monuments to peace. 19 April, 2015. 28 December, 2015. One hesitates to even dare comment on a visit to such an historic place, with so much said, and so much written by the more informed, the more experienced and those more closely affected by a literally world-changing event. But somehow it seems disrespectful to let this sobering visit pass without even a brief comment. Peter rang the peace bell. A series of small amazements – part 1 (dogs). You are commenting...
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August | 2014 | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. To wait, or not to wait? That is the question. 31 August, 2014. 28 December, 2015. Cyclists are funny creatures! But is Stelvio in the rain with no cars better or worse than Stelvio in the sunshine with cars? Peter says the latter – channelling past woes of his worst day riding ever, some 10 years ago when he nearly froze to death on the downward return in wet clothes in freezing temps. Peter did offer to take the pack…. Setting off for Stelvio. Lunch interspersed with ̶...
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My Scandinavian Daughters | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. 10 March, 2015. 28 December, 2015. The contention that “blood is thicker than water”, originally proposed in an ancient German proverb, may well be true, in a rational, physical sense. But reality is that shared familial experiences can create and expand family ties and bonds well beyond those dictated simply by an accident of genetics. The organisations that facilitate the matching are naturally predisposed to take the parents’ side in any conflict – after all, ...We’...
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A series of small amazements – part 1 (dogs) | rugbymother
https://rugbymother.com/2015/04/14/a-series-of-small-amazements-part-1-dogs
Often wrong, never uncertain. A series of small amazements – part 1 (dogs). 14 April, 2015. 28 December, 2015. It is one of the great gifts of travel that, as tourists in a foreign land, we experience not just the Sights – the must do, must see attractions of each place – but also the sights of day to day ordinariness going on around us, as locals go about the daily lives in ways that to us are different, unusual or just plan weird. Two different days, in different places… Wow! An assault on the senses.
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My Scandinavian Daughters | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. 10 March, 2015. 28 December, 2015. The contention that “blood is thicker than water”, originally proposed in an ancient German proverb, may well be true, in a rational, physical sense. But reality is that shared familial experiences can create and expand family ties and bonds well beyond those dictated simply by an accident of genetics. The organisations that facilitate the matching are naturally predisposed to take the parents’ side in any conflict – after all, ...We’...
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A series of small amazements (part 2) | rugbymother
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Often wrong, never uncertain. A series of small amazements (part 2). 19 April, 2015. 28 December, 2015. Fell off her bike at least three times, dropped her cycle helmet into an artist’s paint palette in the park, kept crashing into the bollards along the path, and was generally one of those people you just want to avoid when cycling! Or maybe just avoid in general! And of course other cyclists! We just assumed Kevin knew what he was doing, I guess. And then when we did hit the main road for a few hun...
