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p1010748Its not just size that matters – Space matters in Japan .Finding that luxury of an inch  is precious, so making that every inch count in gardening terms is crucial. And so it is with squeezing your green spaces into an urban environment.

p1000632Looking for a leaf- squeeze it in a brick-thick slither of ground next to your front door.But it has to compete with all the other paraphernalia of life at the same time.

p1000690Looking for that green gasp of texture – shoehorn it into a pot or container artfully cramped on the threshold.There is rare beauty captured in a second.

p1020166Collections of pots seems to work as well to build up a range of textures and variations on a theme – very much a theme of -green.

p1000651And there is of course the very essence of the thing which is all about control and discipline.An ikebana of a paring down to what is essential and what can be taken away until all you can see is the chosen plant or planting. The bare essentials of a garden.

p1010298I admit I feel like I am in a bit of a strait jacket here in this place.Straining against the constraint .Japan – This place of extreme control.I long for our wide open space of Sussex Prairies. I yearn for that voluptuous exuberance of planting again .. oh for that luxury of space.

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Rigourous Tummy control is a must!

Faced with the trim and toned youthful silhouettes of the young I am conscious that one must seek out bathing wear of a particularly structured and masterful nature.Pert buttocks and dewey doe eyed amazons parade their supple loveliness wherever you look.One is faced with a veritable mountain range of buttocks ,diced and sliced with a multitude of strings and slithers of  taunting fabric triangles .And that is just the females .On the male front imagine a stable of fulsome muscle eased provocatively into a pouting pouch of Lycra ..where have all the Villebrequin swimming shorts gone.?

Sculpture and Scaffold

Thus one is faced with the question of how to walk the leisure line of beach sophistication and get the body out gracefully. Some mystery fabric with the qualities of discipline and control has masterfully come to my rescue in the swimming costume line.At first I wondered what an earth it could be and having wrestled womanfully with its microfibres I know now what it is all about: a costume which can pretty much hold you all together in some semblance of order once you are stripped down to the essentials for baring the body unbeautiful body for beachside action. A lifetime of wanton indulgence ,hedonistic excess and  a great deal of fine dining means you pay the price in terms of svelte silhouette. So tell me a tale of tummy control : strap me down and out with your teflon tendrils and contorted creepers and make this Jane a Tarzan.

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