Saturday, September 02, 2006
Mr horticulture
Andrew is happy. The reason for today's levity is his balcony garden, the one spot of greenery in Shinsaibashi's urban sprawl.
"The cucumbers are back," he announces, before launching into an improvised rendition of believe it or not, the kyuri are back. Around us, Shinsaibashi life continues as normal, apparently unaffected by the spectacle of a madman singing nonsense on his balcony.
"You know, it's amazing what a little persistence will get you," he tells me paternally. "Persistence'll do two things for you: it'll grow you cucumbers and... it'll get you laid."
"The cucumbers are back," he announces, before launching into an improvised rendition of believe it or not, the kyuri are back. Around us, Shinsaibashi life continues as normal, apparently unaffected by the spectacle of a madman singing nonsense on his balcony.
"You know, it's amazing what a little persistence will get you," he tells me paternally. "Persistence'll do two things for you: it'll grow you cucumbers and... it'll get you laid."
