Bombs away

Police officers in Higashikurume were thrown into a panic over the weekend, when a construction worker carried a live World War II bomb into their police box.

The man had found the unexploded bomb whilst working on a building site about 700 metres away. He was then instructed by his boss to take it to the police and let them deal with it.

The officers in charge were not surprisingly shaken up by the unexpected arrival. And after evacuating the nearby area, they called in bomb disposal experts to take it away. They later confirmed that the bomb was indeed live, and had its detonator intact. Meaning that if it had been put down incorrectly, it could have exploded at any time.

In a bid to stop such an incident occurring again, the police issued this warning.

“It’s extremely dangerous for people who have no idea about explosives to hang around near bombs”

Wise words indeed.

The old and the new

When it comes to images of Tokyo, it’s generally the neon and concrete ones that get most attention. And with old buildings being demolished at a frightening pace, more traditional structures are becoming less and less noticeable. But thankfully not non-existent.

Hemmed in between the station and some apartment buildings, I saw this beautiful old house today.


But the title also hints at the new, as there was another building that caught my eye. The preposterously titled, and rather imaginatively deigned, Green Peas pachinko parlour.


Welcome to modern Japan!

Mildly amusing English usage #1


Last week marked the end of the school year in Japan. And in class, the Japanese teacher I work with announced that it was the last English lesson.

There were the usual (and predictable) responses, except for one young fella. Who with perfect timing and intonation, raised his hands aloft and cried.


Sadly, just like at the cinema, I was the only one laughing. Even the boy who produced the gem wasn’t aware of his unique comic talent.

Where on earth he learnt the word I don’t know, but I’m glad he did.

Karaoke karma

Forget your Prozac, booze, or religion. Karaoke is being hailed as the new way to battle the blues. Well, by Shidax it is, who perhaps coincidently run a huge karaoke empire.

Just think, after a few songs you could be as jolly as these two giggling gaijin.


I have to say though, the woman on the right scares me a bit.

Love hotel athletics

With Japan (and especially Tokyo) being so densely populated, there is a distinct lack of privacy. And for those times when you are feeling a little amorous, there is thankfully no shortage of love hotels.

These can be just basic rooms hired out for a specific period of time. However for the more adventures, there are numerous themed hotels to pick from. Fancy a bit in mock castle, or a heart shaped bed? No worries, as you’ll be sure to find one if you look hard enough. This one relatively near my apartment is a little on the conservative side. It has a nice name though.


Not only do these hotels provide some much needed privacy, but they also appear to help people get over their inhibitions. As Judging by a recent article in the Mainichi Daily News, love hotels have the ability to bring out the devil in many visitors.

A 26 year-old sales lady told Spa! magazine that “love hotels are all about sex, so my aim is to do it as much as possible. My best record is eight times.”

Eight times. My word! As rooms are hired by set time limits, I’d like to think that she was there for the longer of the two options. Which is rather coyly named stay. Although that’s not as misleading as the short stay, which is preposterously billed as rest.


And whilst this 28 year-old hotel goer seems a little peeved by her man’s behaviour, I can see where he’s coming from.

“It’s more exciting when you lock together as soon as you’ve closed the door, instead of trying to be calm about what you do. If the guy suddenly turns on the TV, I tend to think, ‘What the hell has this guy come here for?'”

Fair enough I guess, but what if there’s a big game on TV?

Schoolboy humour #2

Recently I saw something in the newspaper that really amused me. But it is rather childish. Hence the title.

Printed below is a message from the personal section. I was just looking ok? And when reading it, remember that san placed after a name is an honorific title. Similar to Mr.

“My dearest Junko. This past year has been the best 12 months of my life. Happy anniversary. I love you with all my heart. Love from Wankasan

That’s one unlucky name. Now I know it’s neither big nor clever to laugh at the misfortune of others, but…