and cinnamon tea cakes with the boys this morning
we bid a pizza-goodbye to Belgium, before catching our long bus back over the channel. What a fabulous trip!
the best life reflections always come when you’re away from reality
I’ve found a new, previously-reluctant-now-converted cafe buddy
hey little chocolate meringue friends
I can’t vouch for the waggliness of his tail, but his sleepy face was a highlight of the canal tour.
we found the most amazing patisserie. Those are curly slices of apples, (presumably granny smith, since it was called ‘granny’!) it’s not an alien!
one of my absolute favourite holiday pastimes is writing my travel diary. This is a ritual that nothing (even boyfriends who are itching to go building-spotting or cycle off to visit windmills) can prevent. I’ve got reams and reams of funny shaped, dog-eared notebooks in my bookshelves at home, and I intend to keep adding to them for my many (hopefully) future travels…