Amazing tour of the excavated undercity in the royal district, a fabulous lunch there (above ground in the museum restaurant, not in the subterranean streets), a visit to Notre-Dame de la Chapelle, then Margaret and I parted ways and she went off to a truffle-making workshop while I wandered the streets of the Beaux-Arts district (‘Bozart’, on the street signs). I headed for the Chapelle de la Madeleine, cos when in doubt, always go to a church you haven’t yet visited. On my way, though, a street sign pointing to the Librairie Schwilden in the Galerie Bortier, caught my eye. Did M. Schwilden by any chance have some images pieuses, holy cards? Yes he did — and he brought out a shoe box filled with holy cards of many sorts. Only one of them came from the Société St Augustin, my special focus of collecting, but that card of St Eve of St Martin is in perfect condition. M. Schwilden has to vacate his shop by the end of August; I’ll keep in touch with him, to know where he and his goods land.
Then I looked in at the Chapelle de la Madeleine, a small church with modern stained glass, side chapels for St Rita and Our LAdy, and a cosy wee gift shop.
Margaret and I met up in the Grand Place, went to Fritland for an afternoon snack, thgen marched up the hill to our lodgings. A long day, but with distinct rewards.