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On Being Boring

I moved from London to Brussels with my husband nearly 10 years ago. When I told people we were moving, the news was greeted with bemusement: why did we want to move to a city that was possibly the most boring place on earth? Ten years later and I can honestly say that I've had more fun here than I ever did living in London. It might not be the most exciting city in the world but it is a fantastic place to live. It is full of hidden treasures that you probably never get to see as a tourist: wonderful shops, amazing food, great museums and galleries, beautiful architecture, a forest (yes, a whole forest), and so much more... And if that doesn't convince you, well, get on a train and you could be in Paris, Amsterdam, Cologne or, yes, London in no more than a couple of hours... Which other city can you say that about?

Category Archives: Words

Thoughts, Words, Things We Know

A Picture of Me

At the weekend, I posted this picture to Facebook: I honestly didn’t think anyone would notice it, let alone like it. I like it, obviously, otherwise I wouldn’t have shared it with the internet. But I didn’t really think it was noteworthy. Let me tell you the story of how and why it was taken: one […]

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Yesterday evening, some time after lights-out, Amélie emerged from her room and told me she needed to speak to me. Amélie usually goes straight to sleep. Just occasionally though, she’ll ask me to lie next to her for a while because she can’t get bad thoughts out of her head. I assumed this was going […]

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I’ve run out of pictures

So while I wait for more to be taken, I thought I’d tell you about some other lovely blogs about or based in Brussels (when I say “other”, does that imply that mine is one of them? I guess it does. Hey. I just gave myself a promotion!). Let’s start with Belgian Waffle. I’ve been reading […]

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This Boy…

I love this boy. He was very easy to love, from the very first moment. I remember being knocked sideways, not expecting the sudden onrush of emotion. With Amélie, things had taken a little longer. At first I felt confused, and lost, and scared… then protective. Fiercely protective. Cold and angry with anyone who tried […]

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Today, Charlie and Amélie woke us up at 10. Ten. Ten o’clock. Yes, I’m still in shock: I love the Christmas holidays. We jumped out of bed (when you’ve slept until 10, you jump rather than crawl out of bed. Fascinating discovery), got dressed, and went ice-skating. There’s an ice-rink right outside our front door […]

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