Trying to avoid difficult/sad/bad news I clicked on a picture of Cherry blossom thinking it would be a cheerful story about the coming of Spring.

But it seems even Cherry blossom cannot escape the doom cycling of international news.

When we lived in London we suffered  human defecation in our beautiful back garden. Our neighbour found human poo in his garage. All deeply unpleasant. Caused by a South London Rogue who was employing illegal immigrants in a reclamation scam and providing them with no facilities in their workplace. Not really their fault. However the city workers in their designer gear or corporate garments who nipped dowm our tiny lane for a quick wee after getting off the train should have known better. The pooing problem was cured by reporting the illegal workplace. The weeing problem had to be dealt with on a one to one basis when the culprits were caught luxuriating in a long piss on our wall.

Nothing is more likely to unnerve a urinating man than the arrival of a furious woman with a galvanised watering can intent on rinsing away his urine and hopefully cooling his gentleman area with ice cold water.

Residents of Arakurayama you have my sympathy.