We were out having a drink this evening on the Grand Place when a procession of about a hundred or so people joined us. They were carrying flaming torches, some dressed in red or black costumes, with strange pointy masks covering their faces, and one person carrying an enormous wooden cross, upside down. Surely the Ku Klux Klan don't operate in Mons?
They then stopped and gathered around the steps of the town hall and began chanting and singing. Some swayed from side to side and waved their hands backwards and forwards. Maybe it was some kind of amateur dramatics performance. C persuaded me to go and ask one of the policeman who was watching what the hell was going on. He mentioned the words 'architecture students', ' new level', 'celebrating' and 'university.' And so put together: "they're architecture students who are celebrating passing their recent exams and so are now able to progress to the next level at university." Probably.
There's always something going on in Mons. One of the reasons it's such a nice place to live in.
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