Happy Baitday Michiko...

proclaimed the chocolate writing on Michiko's cake. This was at a Spanish restaurant the other night. Maybe "baitday" is from a Spanish dialect?

That was last Sunday, and was the first day in this fortnight of entertainment. Thursday was lunch at the Tokyo Hilton. A surprising value-fest it was. Reasonably priced with a smörgåsbord of finger food, cakes and sweets, ice cream and coffee. And an amazing 3+1/2 hour time limit! Does this look like a man who has had all he can eat? No! So it was off to the Japanese pub for more finger food and just a few beers.

Friday, needless to say, was a slow day.

Tonight is gayboy DVDs and sleepover at Allan's. Then Sunday is hunting with Ted and buying own Xmas present in Akihabara. I'm getting a printer/scanner from Santa.

Thursday is U2. Saturday burgers and 007. Then Ms. Alix must be arriving sometime soon after that. Miss Alix, it's very cold. Be prepared!

Oh, and I'm supposed to be attending something called work inside all of that. But fortunately not for long, as the Xmas hols are just around the corner.