Monday, 1 September 2008

It’s called a Belgian Dip

Could the computer grab a weeks holiday? the family wondered. Could it ’eck, as it does the holiday snaps; but in principle it’s been a week away from all emails and the like. What’s the nearest country we’ve never stayed? We all bundled off to Belgium, sadly without Stephanie who couldn’t get cover for her job. So after a few days in the land of Poirot and Tintin (as wells as beer, waffles, chocolate and chips — but confusingly, not chocolate chips?), we’re all suitably refreshed; and so’s the compmuter. And its back to the blog...

3 comments:

Steve said...

Wonderful, we love Belgium and were in Bruges just a couple of weeks ago! I see you found the store/museum of TinTin in Brussels? I could spend hours in there! And Zot beer, the dark stuff is very nice to drink as well! Good to see you are rested and ready for battle once more.... hehehe!

maggi said...

and saxophones, and Schillebeecx...

Bishop Alan Wilson said...

... and Jacques Brel (whose very rude song about "Les Flamandes qui dansent sans sourire" kept flashing through my mind at inappropriate points on the trip!

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