A sunny Sunday morning in Higashimatsubara Park is truly a wonderful sight. Dogs are running around with careless abandon, joggers are very carefully trying not to get bitten, and the caged doves (which have mysteriously replaced the park’s chickens) are busy mutilating their new pen partners. In the centre of all this there is almost certainly a baseball game going on amongst local schoolchildren, cheered on by their proud parents and animated siblings. Today was no exception, and as well as the usual fun and games there seemed to be some kind of orchestrated award ceremony going, which whilst impressive looked eerily reminiscent of a scaled down re-enactment of the Nuremberg Rally.
This afternoon Tsuyoshi Tsutsumi treated me (and a couple of hundred other punters) to the remaining 4th, 2nd, and 6th of Bach’s Cello Suites; and a thoroughly enjoyable experience it was too, even it was tempered slightly by the gentleman sitting behind me who was asleep and snoring loudly for a large part of the concert. When these guttural noises first became prominent, the gentleman immediately to my left cast an accusing look in my direction, but thankfully he soon realised that I was merely resting my eyes at opportune moments, unlike out fellow concert-goer who by all accounts sat collapsed in his seat, his face cast skywards, catching nothing of the concert but the occasional fly.