On Monday, I got a phonecall from two Japanese friends I met in England called Tomoya and Eri (It was great to see you. I had a brilliant night). I met them in Shinjuku and we went out for a meal and karaoke. There was no dressing up this week, but there was lots of marraca and tambourine action. It was my first time doing karaoke with Japanese people (lots of Japanese songs which I didn't understand, but the one that goes 'train, train' sticks in the mind) and it was a lot of fun.
I was a bit more sober this week when I started singing and it dawned on me that I might not be the world's greatest singer. Prior to this I've always been a bit drunk and thought I sounded OK.
You can see the photographs here.
I was a bit more sober this week when I started singing and it dawned on me that I might not be the world's greatest singer. Prior to this I've always been a bit drunk and thought I sounded OK.
You can see the photographs here.
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