With Belgium facing the traumatic prospect of being sliced in two – and the news that downing litres of mayonnaise with their chips has made the compatriots of Tin-Tin and Hercule Poirot among the fattest frites-eaters in Europe – The Diary was this week heartened to speak to a Belgian lawyer in rare good humour.
Chatting about the mysterious fate of the untraceable Brussels-based managing partner of a local firm that recently split, in much the same way as the Flemish and the Walloons threaten to do, he explained: “Well, you know how you British had the colony of Australia? We have Luxembourg – that’s where you’ll find him.”
