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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?

Dirt Bag

That’s what he is, my boy. A festival of dirt.

It’s a good thing you can’t view this picture at it’s original size. The level of grime on his face is impressive.

Let the Wild Rumpus Last

5 September 2014 - 10:01 PM Annie - love him. love you. love this. also, i can't get the song 'I'm just a teenage dirt bag baaabbyy' outta my head. so, thanks! xx

5 September 2014 - 10:45 PM Amelia - I love him. And grime is just part of their daytime face at this age

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