A lot has not happened in the eighteen months since Yellow Hare closed its doors. And while it has not been happening, one of two principal reasons for having to close in the first place has resolved itself and the other is hovering over me with permission to let go.

All I had to do was make the decision, which I finally did, once and for all after much dithering, a week before I got on the ferry. One whole week. I would open for five days.

We are in the mountains, a beautiful blanket of white, and can't wait to get settled. The journey on the Shinkansen took us past picture-perfect Mount Fuji. The plan was for the others to ski whilst I read.