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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?

Runner Girl

Amélie just went for her first ever run with Hanno. Before setting off, she was really worried she wouldn’t be able to run fast enough or far enough. She’s only done a couple of short runs before and they were with me. And they were at least a year ago… I was half expecting her to be brought back home after just a few minutes for insisting on stopping too often and complaining about being too tired.

In the end, they came back half an hour later. My little girl, with basically no prior running experience, had just done 5.4km in 27.30 min. That’s a pace of 5’06 per km. And that is ridiculous. The fastest 5k I have ever run was at a 5’20 pace. My normal pace is more like 5’37. On her first ever 5k run, she ran pretty much at Hanno’s normal pace and it took him nearly 2 years of training to get there. I think she was a shocked as we were. We’ll be taking her running again, me thinks.20150221-GY7C8276-Edit 20150221-GY7C8277-Edit 20150221-GY7C8279-Edit

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