Nothing special happened this week,
It was my turn for Scrabble. Mireille, the one who looks like an eagly on the board, always wins, although she is half blind, but the letters are especially big for visually impaired people. I had bought English cakes, an apple pie and fudge of course my Scrabble girls love it; This time I was second ! We were 6 and played outside on the terrace. Cat Arthur is always supporting us !
I had cleaned the house as my cleaning lady is on holidays and found a lot of things to do in the basement, but didn't have the courage to start. But I started to sort out cats from my cat colletion which I want to sell, because I have so much, there is no space anymore !
I needed some material for my painting class, where we have a lot of fun with "pouring" ! Pouring means to mix colors together and pour them on a canvas ! The results are amazing ! I got everything I needed and returned home.
The next day I thought I need a chair a foldable one which you can carry along with you in the woods or park. That's very practical for our weekly Waterloo Apero, because the deck chairs are quickly taken. If I bring my own chair along then I don't have to arrive too early. I found a red one exactly what I wanted ! Now I can sit down everywhere !
Behind the North Station in Brussels is a street with only Moroccan or Turkish shops ! They sell everytging ! From carpets, kitchen ustensils, over shoes to clothes and furniture to very cheap prices, the rue du Brabant has everything. It is as if you enter another world. All shops belong to Moroccans or Turks. You find local Morrocan clothes or western once. The people here are a hodgepodge of all colors ! They are all very friendly and very cheerful too !
It is always a very busy street !
Before we started our shopping we went for lunch in a Moroccan restaurant.
It was delicious ! As starter we had salad, two of us had a seafood plate and two roasted liver ! It all was prepared with special Moroccan spices. We enjoyed our meal very much.
And nearby in the next street is the red light district, where the girls sit in the windows and wait for customers. We didn't go that far.
more participants at
Susanne at Living to tell the Story.