I’ve moved from a global city, well renowned for its sights and economy (London), to a rather grey provincial capital where the EU institutions are based (Brussels). But I love it. Most people I speak to in London just cannot understand it. Why would I want to leave London behind? Isn’t Brussels just so grey? Well, yes, to a certain extent.
But I sit here typing in my brightly lit office in my spacious flat in a Brussels town house, 10 minutes away from all the things I need. I could never do that in London. It’s home in a certain way, more than London ever was. I’m off out now for dinner in a Lebanese restaurant, invited by an Estonian and the others in the group will be British, Austrian, Catalan, German, Belgian, Norwegian and Swedish. Would I ever do that in London? Gareth Harding wrote this excellent column in The Guardian about it – that’s more or less the way I feel.