so its hello sunshine and goodbye phil spector..

Well thankfully on the last few days of my holiday the suns come out, which this being both A) Leicester and B) England, means a large number of young men wandering around shirtless which, I presume, is to show off either how their farmer tans look or the tattoo that's spelling out some one's name although its dead classy like as its in another language (sadly no Patrick swayzee centaur ones...YET). I do remember someone once telling me years ago about getting a chinese symbol tattoo in South America and upon returning to England they later found out it was the symbol for diesel. Before heading out and enjoying the rest of the sunshine should mention the great program shown the other night on BBC 4 called Feast which featured its presenter (Stefan Gates) taking part in whole load of Japanese festivals, well apart from the baby sumo festival (and yes you read that right baby sumo) the first half was rather calm despite going to a penis festival (where I dont think I would buy much merchandise from) but the second half had him going and taking part in the naked man festival, I think part of the enjoyment I had from it was how game the presenter was for it all and the rest was a touch of nostalgia for the days when I would be made to drink sake and stuff my face by old Japanese people...and that ladies and gentlemen is what I miss about Japan drunk old men, well that and katsu curry.
Anyway its still on BBC 4 player for the next few days or floating around the tinternet if you get the chance I recommend it. In the meantime off to a BBQ whilst attempting to avoid both wasps and shirtless youths the scourge of the summer!