"Wandering through old streets tangled like old string,
Coming on fountains rigid in the frost,
Its formula escapes you; it it has lost
The certainty that constitutes a thing..."
-- W. H. Auden, 'Brussels in Winter'
One of the many beautiful gardens in Brussels...
The city...
A church...
This is a picture of the Centre for Mathematical Sciences in Cambridge...
This is Robin when we went walking outside of Melbourne.
