In seven and a half hours, my mum, my dad, my sister Jen and my auntie Barbara arrive on the eurostar from London.
Tres excitamondo, as they say in Genovia. (name that film)
BBC weather forecast is slowly improving the harder I pray…
I feel under pressure because the last four/five times my parents have been here, whether in spring, autumn or winter, somehow they have managed to get wall-to-wall sunshine.
I keep telling them, Brussels is not always like this!
They might find out on Sunday… š
