Last week I berated my uncle for eating mince pies before December. I blame this scrooge-like tendency on my parents who refuse to buy a Christmas tree more than five days before Christmas and are pulling down the decorations on 1st January (although mum continues to exhibit Duguid-tendencies by buying all presents in September). I…
…we had a mini family reunion in Brussels. I was in London anyway staying with Joanna, out of whose room I sneaked at a horribly early hour in the morning, to get two trains (and a very strong coffee) to meet dad, mum and Jen at Redhill station, dad’s old stomping ground. I think it’s…
Yesterday was a Belgium bank holiday to remember those who have died in war. Of course all the Parliament and Commission staff still had to work, out of political correctness. So maybe I should have stayed in work, interacted with the EC staff on important development and relief issues. Bothered. I was taking the day…
I told my dad this morning on the phone that I had had such a good weekend, and he said that made no sense because I am still only half way through it. Fine then. The first half of my weekend has been sooo good. May today be as wonderful, please. Met up with some…
I’ve been feeling quite out-of-my-comfort zone the last few weeks. A lot has changed quite quickly. My colleague Richard is moving on to a new great job and his last day is next week. I will miss having someone as easily distractable as me in the office to amuse with new cds and Daily Show…
This was where I sat for a good three hours last night. Place Lux is right in front of the European Parliament and is the after-work water hole where many of the assistants, stagieres and junior staff from all the surrounding companies come to mingle. Stand in certain spots and you could be mistaken for…