On Queen’s Day my sister bought a nice gold framed mirror for her apartment from some family man on the street. Leen the Belgian and I helped bring the mirror back from the crowds of the street for her, and while she took a shower we attempted to hang it for her. Disaster! The nail that we were using wasn’t strong enough to hold up the gold-leaf gold-gilded framed mirror, and after just a minute’s admiration, the whole damn thing fell off the wall! Luckily this expensive frame broke the fall of the mirror itself, or Leen and I would be in for seven long years bad luck together… For posterity Leen took my camera and got my reaction shot… then we switched to video mode to record my sister’s first reaction to the scene of the shattered mirror-frame, fresh out the shower. Voila!
