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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?

Spoons

Spoons. And ladles. Sometimes, I just feel like being a bit random.

1 July 2013 - 12:11 AM Angie - Ooh, nice spoons, mrs! They're not from Ikea, are they... are they yours? Or have you been commissioned by a rich Belgian spoon collector to record his favourite specimens?

1 July 2013 - 8:56 PM Cass - Nope. One of the few things in our home that isn't from Ikea. Luckily for me, my pa has decided to give me some of my late grandmother's old silver cutlery. It's pretty but not yet practical. When I'm grown up, I might have dinner parties where I can put it all to use... For now though: it's photo-fodder.

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