I was sitting in school at an unearthly hour of Wednesday night, when a great big coach drew up an hordes of our year 11s poured off. They were on their way home from their day out to Brussels, and full of frites, waffles and dames blanches. Moules anyone? After the students had sorted themselves out and met their parents, the two staff members and all their shopping tumbled off. No self-restraint those two - they claimed the bags were full of fathers' day presents. all the bags? It sounded like a fantastic trip, suggested by the students themselves, who had originally wanted a day trip to Paris, but were delighted with Brussels as a Francophone destination within reasonable reach. I am just consumed with envy!
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