Nick's good friend Ali arrived in Tokyo today, here mainly on business and to attend a syposium at which her father is speaking (he is an eminent professor in Japanese-Sino relations, I believe). After she'd settled in - she is staying with us for a few days - I walked with her to Mita as she had arranged to meet her parents there. Unfortunately she hadn't realised that Mita station has 10 exits. I offered to help find them, and hurried up the road to check some of the further afield exits. I spotted a slightly-elderly western man who seemed to be searching for someone, and rushed across the road to accost him. He must have been a bit taken aback to be addressed by a strange woman with a pram asking if he was Alison's dad. Glad to bring them together, I carried on with Emily to the Shibaura jidokan, where she happily played for an hour or so. She spent most of the time sucking on giant Lego bricks; I will get her a set, as I really liked assembling abstract objects while she chewed!
Later, as I was preparing dinner, Ali and I talked. I wasn't all that surprised that she didn't want a drink as she was very jetlagged, but out of the blue she admitted that she was in the early stages of pregnancy. She hadn't intended to mention it as she was only about 8 weeks on; perhaps being around Emily, who really likes her, loosened her tongue. Lucky she told me, as dinner was a bit of a no-go for those in a delicate condition - swordfish, followed by tiramisu made with raw eggs and booze. Nick and I are pleased as punch for her and Roddy, and keeping everything crossed that it progresses well.
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