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Read my mind

Not so much to tell. It was my fathers birthday today (Want to congratulate him? Mail to baudewijn.dehandschutter@cottagekitchen.com. He became 51.)
Had a long meeting, which was really interesting, you'll hear soon more on this project. So this was how I spent my holiday of July 21, our national holiday.
No flags hanging around (atleast not so much as Israel...) and yes, in the morning the speech of the king, with the national hymn.
In fact, I love to hear it once in a while. Because it is so old. I don't think of the Belgian nation, while hearing it, but it has this kind of proud feeling inside of the song.
And every year on this day, it is my fathers birthday. That's why my grandparents called him 'Boudewijn', the name of the king those days. Funny but the truth.
In Ghent, the local people are getting sick of the Gentse Feesten already. And we make meetings with friends outside of the city.
Me, I am trying to get some more sleep these days. Didn't get much of that last days.
Too much fun. Wanted to tell a lot on that, but too tired to write it down.
Take it for another day.
Or try to read my mind...

Posted on July 21, 2003
in Living in Belgium

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