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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?

I have no idea what to call this post

I’ve had a really really long week at work. I’ve missed several bedtimes. And my brain has turned to mush. So please forgive the lack of words (no need to celebrate though – that would just be rude!) and just enjoy my lovely peoples.

Look! It’s the boys in blue! That probably means nothing to my friends outside of the UK. Oh well. And no, Han doesn’t normally dress like this: he’d just been running.

In that second picture, she’d just clocked Charlie falling over behind me. He was fine by the way. He’s so used to falling flat on his face that he barely registers the impact anymore. Just gets up and dusts himself off.

Yeah… I know… A little odd. You gotta let a girl have a little fun hide her really poor framing from time to time.

28 June 2013 - 10:39 PM amanda - Ah your beautiful family xo

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