memory archive — day 70

Summer is upon us, so I thought it was a good time to sell the baby paddling pool that we’ve had in storage for a few years now. The memory of it are my son’s first hospital visit in Japan (when he slipped inside the pool and banged his head on a sharp edge) and realising that our garden isn’t the best place to hang out in a paddling pool as it’s infested by mosquitoes. Besides these, not so glorious, memories, getting rid of the pool made me reflect about seasons in Japan.  Continue reading “memory archive — day 70”

memory archive – day 67.1


This is a bubble machine which came with the little starter bike that we got secondhand for our daughter a few years back. When seeing the bike online, the bubble machine wasn’t attached. Thankfully it was an option to take it off; learning to ride a bike, while bubbles are popping up in front of you sounds like a serious health and safety threat. To keep our daughter happy, we promised her that we’d attach it once she knows how to ride the bike. A useful incentive to get her going quicker. I’d be lying if I said I was disappointed when the bubble machine turned out to be faulty.