Before Christmas, Pascoe was working in London and would
often appear at weekends, so we tried to be around then.
Now he is back in Edinburgh.
Now there are January hotel and rail ticket offers.
We went to Bruges.
But we found Belgium to be a disconcerting country of
blurred distinctions.
Which bit of the road is for cars or is it all pedestrianized?
Is it Christmas or Valentine’s Day or neither?
Surely perfume is not for tasting.
And in Hieronymus Bosch’s Last
Judgement it was even hard to tell which people were being punished and which
people were having fun.
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