Travelling man - then life goes on.

I've just been away for a couple of weeks. A week in London sorting out family issues, a couple of days visiting friends in the Home Counties and then five days in Brussels.



Brussels was vibrant and fun. The capital of Europe. I got invited to a launch of an organic research initiative held at the European Parliament. I had access to a flat with a view of the EP (if one leaned far enough out of the window) and 10 minutes walk from the Mont des Artes- the museum quarter.



Over the weekend I had more exposure to culture than I have had in a whole year: getting to go to a folk club in the suburbs (with a distant view of the Atomium) and a reggae bash in a royal park. I could have gone to see Paco Lucia too but the cheapest tickets were 35 Euro so I opted to watch the England game instead.



Back home I find my water boiler is out of commission (I reported a fault before I went away and had a friend let the engineer into check it), the new lift is installed - much quieter and with just the right amount of graffiti - and the light in the hall outside my door has failed (again). The engineer returns this afternoon - hopefully to install a new (and efficient) boiler.