Visiting armies

Visitors on the doorstep. As is know by one and all, shoes are shed at the door in Japan. I don't think I have freakishly small feet at about a size 8, but the young gentleman visitor's footwear makes it look as if I must. David and whatsname for those with an interest in feet.
Some time later in the day I was amazed to see the chap squeeze his toes into my little pair of plastic sandals for a little stroll down to my workshop stopping for some nature observation of the tree frogs lurking above the pond. I am in the process of swapping over systems, so all in bits and pieces. We also imbibed more than is my custom, so this will be a short entry for a change. Back to work tomorrow.