Japanese gene?

Bit of a hangover this morning but managed to remember Happy Mother's Day A Week Delayed. Presented Liz with coffee in bed, home-made cards, plastic roses and breakfast on the balcony before taking A off to ballet class. I normally take N on saturday mornings so this was the first time I'd seen A's part in La Fille Mal Gardee. She impressed with elegant poise. Back home for lunch and a Wallace & Gromit that we had on DVD but had somehow never seen: A Matter of Loaf and Death. Bad title but story just as good as the others.

Mayumi, Tatsuya and Chihiro came round in the afternoon. We'd only just seen them in Tokyo but they're here for a fortnight during Japanese school holidays to brush up the twins' English at Topsy Turvy. Quite hard for them. I dug out some old Japanese LPs - Kitaro, YMO, Sakamoto, Sab, Akiko Yano, Masami Tsuchiya, Sandii & the Sunsetz. Mayumi knew most of them and was pretty amazed that a gaijin would have such things, especially in their Bangkok home. Interestingly, they're all from way before we lived in Japan. I've clearly got a Japanese gene in me. Or perhaps I was Japanese in a previous life?