Dirk Bult, though a small man, is a great thinker. Even when he was a child, there was no question so difficult that Dirk didn’t know the answer to it. That created some distance between him and his peers. They were a bit dumber.

As you know, we had to stay with Mother this time. We had just arrived and our dear Mom had already brewed the coffee. I took a look around. You know those little flats. A room, a little bedroom next to it, and a little kitchen with a shower/WC behind it. Everything tiny.

On an early spring day, the fields spread out, glistening again. The wind is still chilly, with night temperatures around zero, but the sun is gaining strength