Wild times we’re living in. Corona virus forcing us into quarantine, hibernation as a must. Isolate yourselves with a pile of books,...

Last week, I received an email from my favourite English bookshop in Brussels: The book you ordered, has arrived! Yay! My bike flew me...

That moment you arrive in Belgium and your homeland welcomes you with a huge shower of rain. It's a ritual. The smell of autumn, the...

Cumberland, How do I even begin to express my love for you? By dancing in your streets, hugging all your people, writing you a love...

Today I heard a story. Of an old lady who loves so deeply it makes my heart do a little dance. She loves a man who had to move to a...

Dear Melbourne, Thanks for treating me like the daughter you never had. You've been good to me. Sorry I acted like a sixteen year old...

This one is about my love for snail mail. And the huge smile on my face as mister postman parked his bike at the door, rang the bell,...