The last week has been a bit fraught, as Harry has been ill. He doesn't really have asthma but if he catches a cold it can go to his chest and then he has trouble breathing. He began to show cold symptoms on Monday night...
12 of my adult students and some mums came with me to listen to a talk given in English by this brave young man leading the gaggle here at the start of the tour! His English was excellent and he was very enthusiastic about the garden.
By Thursday night Harry was having trouble breathing and his chest felt very tight and rattly. I was worried about him and also about the ladies' day the next day that I really could not miss.

I called Sachiko my office lady to ask her to take over from me in the morning at the Ladies' Day if I had to take Harry in to see a doctor, and she suggested that we go to the local all-night clinic that is in our city health centre. I thought it was a good idea and Harry said he wanted to go. (Must have been bad!!)
Stop tickling me! In the Boat Race garden.The doctor there gave Harry a nebulizer treatment there and then which helped a lot, and a prescription for Theodur - a really old fashioned and outdated drug that is hardly used in the west any more but is still very popular here. He also got stick on patches with medication to keep his airways open. We were home by about 10pm so I got the kids into bed quickly and hoped for a recovered kid in the morning.

Unfortunately, he wasn't. Sigh. And he couldn't really come with me as he was unable to do anything much. I called Baachan and she said he could come to her for the morning. I was very grateful, but I did feel a bit bad as he was so wheezy that just getting his backpack of toys and books together for the day made him go and lie down and say "I'm tired."
It rained very briefly as we were on our way to the garden, and this is what happened to the rose leaves...I gave him his cellphone and told him to text me if he wanted me to come back, and I'd go right away, and left for the gardens. Everyone assembled, and off we went.

The guide was very knowlegeable and had a prepared speech about all the gardens that make up the park. It was interesting because he was able to give us more details than were in the brochure, and to ask questions along the way (mostly in Japanese but that was OK.)

Most of my lady students are extremely keen gardeners, and they had many questions about the flowers themselves, plus they took the opportunity to grill our guide about their own gardening problems!

We had three little children with us, two mums from my toddler class came along with their kids, plus Sachiko brought her Chikashi along, who has just turned one - unbelievable!

There's one part of the garden that is very high and terraced, so the mums opted to go to the play area while the others did that bit, then we met up again at the bottom of the hill.
Abutilon.After we'd all got back together again, we went to look at the small farm for a few minutes to see the animals, then walked across the garden to the restaurant which is also extremely beautifully designed.
In the Salvage garden, as much as possible is made from recycled goods. This bird has a shovel for a breast and his tail feathers are windscreen wipers!During lunch the three kids behaved themselves so well; Chikashi actually fell asleep so he was easy, but the other two three year olds sat nicely, joined in the conversations, ate well and were just generally charming. Don't think my kids at three would have held up that well....
Did you know there's a dragon behind you? And he's about to eat you up!After lunch I was free to go back and check on Harry. At first glance he seemed fine and even fairly perky, but as he stood up to go down the stairs to the car, he suddenly went all grey and clammy, and said "I feel sick." We grabbed a bag just in case and went home. By the time we got there, only a couple of minutes at most, he was sweating and under his rib cage was retracting badly and his heart rate was up. I gave him a puff of my medicine to be going on with (doctor said it was OK!) and began to call my students to cancel my afternoon classes. I couldn't get through to all of them so I left a note on the door and went to pick Yoshi up from the school bus.
To Be Continued... (He's OK, just this is long and I'm tired!)