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Today it was frisbee day. I like frisbee even though it was in 30 degree heat at two in the afternoon. We played past when it got dark as they had a glow in the dark one which we used which flew I would say better than the one we were playing with in the day. I of course started badly and got better. At the start almost every point the opposition scored could be traced to an error of mine. Yet at the end I was doing some good throws and diving catches although they put me on defense against a monster man six foot six high six and built like a brick shit house. He would stay right in the scoring area and then when his team got it they and everyone was defending back, he would put hs hand up which reached up somewhere near the low flying cumulus clouds and pluck the disc out of the air when thrown at/near or next to but mainly above him. I could match him for speed (which was surprising) but his height advantage caught me out. Nevertheless I had a really good time and so
did Reiko who sat chatting and practising English with different native speakers for a change.

Unfortunately we had to leave relatively early as it was election day and Reiko wanted to vote. For the last few weeks, there have been people in cars with loudspeakers and people on long lines of bikes dressed in yellow or blue depending on their preference waving, shouting and imploring to you to vote for them. It is a council thing and really annoying. Now it is over. Yes.

One of Reiko`s neighbours lent her her electric bike. This is a normal raleigh type bike with an enormous battery beneath the seat which helps you go up hills. It`s incredible. Of course I didn`t just use it for going up hills. I sped along under battery assisted power flying past other cyclists, gliding around pedestrians and gaining revenge on the cycling scum of Japan by demanding they get out of my way for a change.

Cyclists in Japan are annoying. Every single bike in Japan has brakes which produce bone chilling screeches. Every single one. It`s hideous. They are also allowed to ride on the pavement and ring their bell frantically at you to get out of their way. I rarely do. They have wheels, they should get on the road - a mechanism for transporting fast moving vehicles. I am not in their way, they are in my way and I wish to educate every single Japanese person of this fact. Of course when I was on the bike I used the pavement. Hypocrite I hear you cry. But I was on a mission not to attack the pedestrians but the cyclists themselves on my turbo bicycle of doom. Vroom Vroom get out of the way or face the consequences of battery powered justice. Mwa ha ha oh revenge is sweet. I had fun. yes.