John Downing: Costly cravat was all I could afford to buy in Belgian sales
Years ago, when I felt in need of a good laugh, I used to detour to the Rue des Tongres, which is about a 10-minute walk from the EU quarter in Brussels. It was, and still is, one of Belgium’s chicest streets, serving a neighbourhood of very fine houses built in the late 19th and early 20th centuries with riches for the most part looted from the Belgian Congo.