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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?

LTWRL – Week 20

Week 20 of the Let the Wild Rumpus Last project was my favourite so far. Because without the motivation to get a picture to post HERE, I would not have brought my big camera with me on this little trip. And oh how I would have regretted that!Do you know, I usually have to beg and bribe to get my children to cooperate with my wishes to take pictures. On this special evening though, Amélie came running to me, telling me I had to take her picture. Then she dragged me to this spot and showed me the branch. And oh! I may well have let out some happy sounds! We had come to the park to meet these lovely people (Justin and Annie of MontgomeryFest fame). I told you all about that hereThe forecast had been for clouds and I was a little worried that we’d end up shivering in the damp grass and calling it a night as soon as we could eat a respectable amount of our picnic. Instead, the sun came out and as it set behind the trees, casting a golden light over the park, we were actually relieved by the slight drop in temperature.It was perfect. Just perfect. There was hide and seek. There were balloons. There was chasing monkeys through the grass. There was chatting. Lots of chatting. And lounging on colourful blankets. Not a blade of damp grass in site. There was cheese and salad and crackers and homemade tartlets and fresh bread from my favourite boulangerie. There were strawberries and grapes. There were lollipops too but that doesn’t sound so good so we won’t mention them again. And then there was a little girl who wanted to take more pictures, so this time we dragged Annie along with us. No picture with these two in it could look bad but I still feel like I was incredibly lucky that evening. My camera just seemed to work. Maybe when you’re happy and relaxed, you make happy and relaxed pictures. Even the ones that didn’t come out right, came out right. Like these two. There’s hair and branches in front of Amélie’s face but somehow they still work (for me at least). 

27 June 2014 - 11:11 AM annie - its just as if magic were in the air that night. so simple, so incredibly lovely...and so thankful that we have photos of! (photos that will definitely be hanging in our next home, for full disclosure) i love them all, even (i say even because of your last phrase) those last two came out really cool!

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