What is your name Mrs. Aoki and The Smoke Alarm That Cried Wolf: Friday 4th March

Our adventures into the merry merry world of Keigo continued today by me telling Proffesor Aoki’s wife (who is I am assured a purely fictional character) that as he was out I would call him later using the train (densha). Poor Mrs. Aoki was still wondering what she should do with the telephone (denwa), when our Taiwanese friend came to the rescue. ‘What is your name please Mrs. Aoki’ he asked, in Keigo that whilst being grammatically correct, made about a much sense as requesting no ice in your hot coffee.

My beautiful (and possibly deadly) new friend.

As I write this I am slowly coming to grips with the hot carpet that was denoted to me by our wonderful friends Jonathan and Simon. This magnificent gift means that I no longer need to be under my Kotatsu in order to feel my feet, although I am slightly wary about the combination of a hot element, cotton, and Tetami mats. It is not so much the prospect of a fire that worries me as opposed to the indifference which my neighbours will undoubtedly show towards the smoke alarm, assuming their neighbour to be merely taking a shower, and not to be roasting in his own juices.

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About truehamlet

Sam is a senior lecturer in Science Communication, who researches the different ways in which media such as poetry and film can be used to communicate science to new audiences.
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