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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?

The Time-Traveller’s Daughter (and the Pig)

This summer, when I was finally able to stand up again after my operation but before I went back to work, we went to Bokrijk (an open-air museum full of restored buildings that make up three villages from different times in history). It’s like travelling back in time… When we were there, they had a special 60s exhibition on which we particularly enjoyed.The Belgians were on fire in the 60s. Actually, throughout the 50s and 60s. Nothing but design gold.It was a really great exhibition. They had a whole little town, complete with shops, cinema, telephone booths, petrol station, hairdressers, and a whole house that you could wonder around and explore. Very cool. Made me want to live in the 60s.Joan Baez, anyone? My politically active little singer-songwriter.As for this caravan… Erm… LOVE it. I can think of at least two friends (hi Erin and Jennifer!) who would kill for this little gem.Actually, I kept on thinking of both of you throughout this visit. This billboard (below, right) was in front of the entrance to the 60s village and it just screamed ERIN and JENNIFER to me. Ha! And I thought this attic window was pretty. It hasn’t got anything to do with the 60s – we found it in an 1800s mansion: I love the cobwebs (they’re not in my house. What’s not to love?) and the dusty old bottles.These roses were hanging at the back of an old cottage – they look almost as old as the cottage itself. They’re actually two different pictures and they’ve been edited very differently… I couldn’t make my mind up as to which looked best. I think I prefer the lighter, greener one in the end. What about you?And finally, we come to Peppa the Pig. That wasn’t actually her name. We were told what she was called but I can’t remember. She belonged to one of the farms and was very friendly and very much loved. Apparently, she gets a bit shy when whole schools come to visit, but she was very happy to talk to Amélie and Charlie.

11 November 2012 - 8:37 PM Adeline - J'adore!!! cette série est magnifique, tout comme Amélie d'ailleurs!

16 November 2012 - 11:04 PM Teresa - What a fun time! The pics of your daughter are so precious! I could get lost in a place like this all day.

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