My taxi driver had a pair of binoculars next to the driver’s seat. Not your average binoculars, a huge pair.
I asked him: “Excuse me what do you need this binoculars for? Are you a spy?’ He answered: “Yes, I’m a spy. But sometimes it's hard to see the house numbers and then I use my binoculars.” On a different note: a friend sent me a mail tonight saying that the end of Belgium might have come a little bit closer, after prime-minister Leterme offered his resignation.
Some people believe the end of the world is near.
Perhaps Belgium is avant-garde.