This has been a long hard old slog. We returned from Japan at the end of January this year and have had to wait a full seven months before we would be released from the penury that is life in the UK.
But it is not to be long now until I return to onsen, shinkansen and sushi, the three gods of desire that ever torment my memory as I wait for a delayed train in the cold water of the London rain whilst the smell of kebabs drifts across North London.
Only five weeks to go and my feet will be on the soil of the rising sun once more.