All that Jazz – after-hours in Saint Joos
You can only see the jazz heroes of Saint Joos after hours. A walk through the gallery of jazz musicians on the roller shutters of shops along the Chausée de Louvain in Saint-Joos-ten-Noode, Brussels.
You can only see the jazz heroes of Saint Joos after hours. A walk through the gallery of jazz musicians on the roller shutters of shops along the Chausée de Louvain in Saint-Joos-ten-Noode, Brussels.
Maastricht in the Netherlands – celebrating Mrs SC’s birthday, we spent a couple of days in this charming, picturesque little Dutch city. The old town is built for walkers and walk we did. And take photos.
This week, wounds and scar tissue. Not one of my usual efforts, though it is a kind of a Stop and a kind of a Story. I want to give some explanation of why I’ve not been enthusiastically blogging the last few weeks. It all starts with my birth…
Remembrance Day 2016 as commemorated in Brussels and a meditation (or a rant) on the meaning of the day, plus an apology for the recent break in service. Also a little gallery of photos.
Bird houses and play houses – a couple of photographs from Sunday’s walk in Hisingspark. It’s dull and damp but very autumnal.
Yoko Tsuno reflected: A visit to Japanese engineer Yoko Tsuno’s strip frame at Rue Terre-Neuve on the Brussels Comic Book Route
New York Stories, the people who tell them.and the photographer who reports. A review of a photo-book that recently seduced me in a bookshop.
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The Saint Job Fair in Uccle: giants, a brass band, death and the baker, a boy in a bubble, a jousting knight and a sleeping cat – among others things.
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In this instalment of my Reading Diary: how to begin a book, how to give it a chance, why giving up is an option – and an analysis of one book I gave up on.
United Music of Brussels was a day of music to launch a new season of classical music, and I heard it announced over the public transort address system.
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