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The strength of the roots and

This morning we left home to go to school. It was a normal morning in late May in Brussels: raining heavily and there were 9 degrees. One son has opened his umbrella and Spiderman, hidden like a mushroom, I asked: "Mommy, why we came to live in Brussels?". But how? I never thought to ask my parents because they were thought to live in Turin. But so be it.
"Why I tried to go to England by his father and he tried to come to Italy from me, but we did not succeed and so we chose to come and live in Brussels."
Silence.
"Hmmm, was not a good choice."
Look soon we begin to review the choices made by parents!
"When I grow up I'm going to live in Italy. I'll buy a house in Diano Marina. But I do not know what job I want to be great. "
"No problem. You have all the time you want to decide what you want to do. "
"I know it's not working."
"How do you find the money for a living?"
"I'm going to take to the bank."
"Oh, yes, but the bank did not you mica gives them the money before you earn it, then take them from you when you need them and go get them."
"Hmmmm."
short, my son will also be half-British, but the call of the roots italic is difficult to avoid.

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Only Child is returned to Brussels after spending ten days at the home of their grandparents. Grandma Van Gogh came from us, had lunch, he drained a nice Leffe ... and you went to get a nice nap. Must recover ten days of "work" from full-time grandmother.
Only Child brought from London a series of statues of the crib (which do not exist here) inherited from the grandparents: Our Lady, St. Joseph, shepherds different, the pilgrim, the centurion, two Magi camel (the third has lost his way ) and representatives of various professions: baker, butcher, carpenter, etc.. Now
Son I only asked who was the evil king who wanted to kill Jesus King Herod has been identified as Legionnaire's statue, after which only Son has organized an army of statues to oust King Herod and defend the Child Jesus: Joseph gave warheads, Mary of Madonna kicks in (literally), the Magi Magi Magic survivors are jumping with the camels and crush the enemies. Even the angel flying bombs unloaded.
After defeating King Herod, the statuettes were split into two bands: one from the one headed by Mary Baker. And down barrel orbi.
I think my son is more a kind of Old Testament.
For now at least, not yet understood that an ingenious use of the elements (Sea, wind, sun, etc) can 'do more damage than any army or otherworldly terrain!

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Memory Lane 1 - From Milan to Brussels

I landed in Brussels eight years ago. I arrived in Brussels after having worked in Milan and lived a little 'around Europe, most recently in London.
Milan is a city to which I have never been fond of. A little 'because there I got to share and a little' because the people of Turin in general do not feel at home in Milan. It did not help the environment nor the love for the city, the fact that I worked 24 hours a day. Yet, without even realizing it, I went to drink in Milan. In the office was worth the motto "Work hard, play hard." He worked as a desperate, but always found time for an aperitif at Nobu dinner in the evening or Corso Como on Hollywood or Casablanca.
We were all between 28 and 35, all single or in distant relationships (wife or husband in Rome, Catanzaro, Reggio) or very libertine or reports that did not work for centuries. The following work was un'inseguirsi of aperitifs, dinners, theme nights, discos in which all boasted of working until 2 or 3 in the morning.
If one of my colleagues were mothers or fathers, did their best to hide it. Among my friends, all more or less thirty-something no one was in the process of marriage and children were certainly not on the agenda.
E ' solo quando mi sono trasferita a Bruxelles che mi sono resa conto di essere una zitellona socialmente impresentabile.
Alla fine della mia prima giornata di lavoro (verso le 18.30), ho chiesto al collega dall’aria più sveglia: “Cosa si fa di bello a Bruxelles la sera?”. Non ero assolutamente preparata alla risposta.
“Non lo so. Io abito in campagna e dopo il lavoro torno dai bambini (PLURALE!!!!)”. Mi ricordo di averlo guardato basita: “Ma quanti anni hai?” “24”.
Improvvisamente matrimonio e figli mi sono sembrati una necessità improrogabile per essere accettata in società.
Poi i miei sogni si sono avverati. Mi sono sposata ed è arrivato Figlio Unique. Farewell cocktails from Nobu.