That’s my attempt at Japanese – I hope I haven’t offended half the nation inadvertently. L. and M. (yes, I mean you, M.!) have been in Japan for a few weeks, and I’ve had the chance to visit vicariously through some of the fun photos emailed back.

My favourite: little Jizo statues kept warm with knitted caps. There’s something so poignant about this to me – maybe it’s the strange shapes that some of them had to be knit in to fit the stony heads.