"All Saints Church," High Wycombe Though I tried to sleep I couldn't sleep a wink during the 12 hour flight from Narita to London Heathrow. Then I tried to stay awake and was standing in the long immigration line, and paid attention to how to get to the strange hotel in the sleet at dusk. I went to bed at last fell asleep at once, but was woken up in a couple of hours by an unpleasant dream. Birds also awoke in the bare trees outside the window, and the first train broke the silence before dawn. I was compelled to give up the futile effort to keep my eyes closed. It was the first night in 2013 Britain, and it was as usual!