18 hours in Brussels

Arrived in Brussels after midnight. After a restless night, checking the news from time to time, I woke in the morning to the results of the independence referendum, rejected by 55% to 45%. Not entirely unexpected, but I was surprised at how depressed the news made me feel. Call me a cynic, but I can't see the promised new powers that the three Westminster parties offered happening any time soon.

Spent the day in a bland meeting room in a modern office block.

Managed to have a Belgian beer at the airport on my way home.