While out and about today I saw a woman in her eighties wearing a sweatshirt saying 'Surf Girl'. Maybe it's true, as she did look like a bit of a rebel, but it's probably just another case of a Japanese person thinking anything in English is sophisticated.
I have never mentioned it before because I quickly got used to it as part of daily life, but today I reflected on the quaint habit here of having to put one's money on a special tray when paying in most shops, restaurants etc. The change is then given back on a tray, sometimes a different one(in the PO that I use I put my money on a blue tray and the change is given on a pink one). In posh department stores they don't even have something as uncouth as a till on the shop floor: your money is removed while you wait for them to wrap the goods bought (and you are often offered a chair).
Emily was extremely bubbly when I collected her from nursery. Apparently she had told the staff that Isy was on holiday ( I had mentioned it to her the day before but not on the way there, in case she was upset that her friend would not be there that day). She walked all the way to the station, down to the platform, onto the train and then up to street level at the other end.
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