On the way to school the other morning, the Princess and I saw four fire engines screaming their way to a warehouse near us.  They disgorged about 20 firemen who were suited up with masks and packs on their backs.  They leapt from the fire engines and sprinted into the warehouse. This urgency was somewhat undermined by each of the firemen in turn pausing at the threshold of the building to shake hands with the site foreman before running on to the smoke filled interior. Do you know that in their workplaces, Belgians kiss their colleagues at the start of the day? Fancy moving to Belgium, land of old fashioned courtesy in work places. Unless the work place is a department store in which case, the staff are paid extra to ignore you.
