More of a post holder than a blog post
This isn’t the blog post I’ve been trying to write. Instead it’s a nice, short post explaining why I’m having problems.
Brussels
Brussels
From January 2015 to December 2017 – three years – Mrs SC worked in Brussels and I lived there most of the time. I wrote a lot of my Stops and Stories posts in and about Brussels. Here below I collect all the posts tagged Brussels on this site.
Bon appétit!
Cook and Book – books and breakfast in Brussels
Cook and Book in Woluwe-Saint-Lambert: it’s a bookshop and a restaurant, a café and jazz venue. And did I mention it’s a bookshop?
A photo catch-up in October Brussels
Back in Brussels for a photo catch-up and an attempt to round off my Brussels years, I don’t quite manage, but I do get a lot of pretty decent photos.
Utility box art in Gothenburg and Brussels
Utility box art questions: Is there a popular name for an electricity enclosure? Why do people paint them in Brussels but not Gothenburg. What are they called in French?
A Beginner’s Guide to the Bruegel Fountains of Brussels
The Bruegel Fountains of Brussels, a photo essay. Manneken Pis apart, Brussels is blessed with dozens of public fountains, among them the Bruegel fountains.
Brussels parakeets make the world a better place – or don’t
Depending on your point of view these Brussels parakeets make the world a better place, or they’re a green menace. Either way they’re not easy to photograph.
A brief return to Belgium – a photo gallery
A bief return to Brussels for a boring bureaucratic task yields photo-memories of places we planned to visit but never managed during our three years in Belgium.
Bruxelles adieux! Brussels farewell!
Adieux Bruxelles – Farewell Brussels. A Supercargo Scrimshaw video documenting the last few days we spent in Brussels in December 2017,
In the Dieweg Cemetery
A photo essay from the disused but not quite yet abandoned Die Weg cemetery in Uccle just south-west of Wolvendael park in Uccle.
Three incidents in Brussels – people watching
Three incidents from last Sunday that reinforced my appreciation of the truth that problems can be overcome with a little goodwill – and there is always goodwill.