Ahhh, Belgium: a flat little country sandwiched between Holland and France, and used as a military highway by the Germans twice during the 20th century.
But it’s beautiful, especially in the south where the Ardennes Forest covers the hills and valleys.
Oh yeah, and there’s Spa:
And while we’re on that topic:
And they just loves their football, oh yes they do:
For tennis, there’s former world #1 tennis totty Kim Clijsters:
…who quit tennis to have a baby, then came back three years later as a plump matron, and won the U.S. Open. Twice.
And back when there were still F1 grid girls (grrrr don’t get me started):
Speaking of delicious things to eat, there’s the peerless Belgian chocolate:
…then, and still, the finest chocolate in the world. In Belgium, it’s regarded as an art form, and supermarkets devote whole aisles to the lovely stuff.
And then there’s this stuff:
…but I have to say that while others swear by Belgian ales, I don’t care much for them. Maybe I just didn’t spend long enough in Belgium [makes note] or maybe I should just have read something like this.
But I’ve left the best till last. From Liège:
Aaahhh, you know all about their guns, so I haven’t bothered putting any pics up here.
Just kidding. Here’s the FN (a.k.a.Browning) P35 High Power:
But of course, they’d been making pistols long before that, with the Browning-patent M1903 in 7.65mm:
…and the M1922:
…and many others, including the “Baby Browning” in 6.35mm (,25 ACP):
And in the modern (plastic) era, we have guns like the FNS-9:
…and the oh-so-trendy FNX-45:
Moving on, we have FN’s rifles, like the FN-FAL battle rifle:
and the M249 SAW:
And you all know this one from John Moses Browning:
Lest we forget, after WWI FN pretty much armed the world with their Mauser 98 derivatives.
And let’s not forget their wonderful sporting rifles, either:
There is a cogent argument to be made that in any era you could equip an army solely with FN small arms, and it would be one of the best-equipped forces around.
So.. all that good stuff coming from a tiny country sandwiched between a whole bunch of bigger, more belligerent ones. Not bad.