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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?

End of the roll

I tend to leave my memory card in my camera for months on end until it’s nearly full. Then I download everything to my computer and start editing from most favorite shots to least favorite. These are all the pictures I had left at the end of the roll, ones I love but that, for one reason or another, I didn’t think were all that great… Hanno’s mum knitted this cardy for Charlie when he was a teeny tiny baby. It is one of the most beautiful things ever (and it smells deliciously of lanolin) but it has been far too big for him for so long. But no more. Yey!Look at those! Do we not think he would make a great 1950s pin up? Ha!I mentioned, didn’t I, that I had taken my camera out into the snow? Yeah. That didn’t work out for me so much. My fingers froze and my camera couldn’t focus on anything because of all the snowflakes dancing in the air. Still, I think I managed to salvage these few snaps.That one on the left is out of the ordinary for me. I’m not confident enough to do street photography, to take pictures of strangers, but this woman in her fitted jacket and beautiful red brolly, walking through the snow in her heals… I just had to. Unfortunately, by the time my camera managed to focus, she had almost disappeared round the corner. Oh well. Baby steps, eh?

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