Are flowers a romantic cliché?

Scan of a Valentine greeting card dated 1909.

Scan of a Valentine greeting card dated 1909. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If I had to rank my husband’s present giving, he would be top of the Husband class: he is thoughtful and creative in his choices, and does not rely on saying it with flowers. (And he wisely knows to stay away from anything domestic – ‘it’ can never be said with a toaster.)

My first present was from Japan (a trip he took about a month after we met), it was a beautiful, and stylish, handmade jewellery box – and so the present scene was rather boldly set. When we were away for a month in Seville, and my birthday fell whilst we were there, he had a ring made for me at our favourite jewellers in Nottingham, and had it couriered over. Another time, in the middle of a normal dull week, I came home to an invite, hidden in the laptop, asking me if I wanted to go to Morocco that weekend. (Yes, I am a spoilt wife, but let’s not forget that I am also a worthy one.) Continue reading

For the Love of Japan

Words look more like art than writing, the language sounds almost music like, and the toilets have heated seats and electronic control panels which perform a whole variety of services. It is a faraway land clouded in mystique – a delight for the curious traveller. Continue reading

Hearting the Harajuku Girl

It’s that time again; we are off on our next adventure tomorrow – two weeks in Japan. I know. I know. I am jealous of myself!

We are doing four destinations: Tokyo, Osaka, Kyoto and Hiroshima. I’m so excited about seeing and experiencing a culture that is so different to ours.

And we are gonna look the part too. Oh yes. Everyone knows the Japanese are the most stylish people on the planet. I am not sure we will achieve Harajuku status (the name given to funky street style fashion) but we will not be looking shabby, oh no; my capsule wardrobe planning has taken on a whole new level. Continue reading