Last year the British press reported that UK schools were removing analogue clocks in exam halls because teenage students could not understand them. Apparently they had grown up reliant on digital devices and had lost (or never learned) the skill of reading a clock face. The story turned out to be substantially untrue, but the idea is suggestive. How do we tell the time and what significance, if any, does the perception of time passing have upon our consciousness or sense of identity? In The Bells of Old Tokyo, Anna Sherman, a US-born, Oxford-trained classicist who moved to Tokyo in 2001, claims that ‘Tokyo is one vast timepiece’. Her debut work, the book is a subtle, beautifully written meditation on the transition from the fixed, hierarchical life of old Edo (as Tokyo used to be known) to the anything-goes dynamism of the modern mega-metropolis the city has become. The remnants of the past, its surviving traces – like the hands of an analogue clock face – are still visible and in motion if you know how and where to look.