Perfect trees.
The most perfect chocolate mousse.
Remembering to slow walk. And look up at the beautiful houses. And the penis graffiti.
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I’m in Brussels! Solo holiday. And I got seat 61 on the Eurostar. Which comes with free breakfast and aaaaall the leg room.
Brass bands a plenty for the National Day.
Being a bit drunk, buying chocolate in a shop that was playing French rap. It made me feel so….. European.
Plus speaking French, texts and this gorgeous apartment.
Another MRF. Love recycling.
Watching Hunt For The Wildepeople on the sofa on a Tuesday
Booking a train to Brussels. Just like that.
Three little things 