Liberated Brussels made liberated Paris seem restrained. Sweaty British Tommies had to push hard to get through the shrieking, kissing, singing throngs. Said one: "This is the first time since D-day that I've been offered a cigaret instead of asked for one."
Hate for the Germans ran strong in Brussels. Said a well-groomed hostess at an impromptu cocktail party: "I wouldn't mind a bit if some German soldiers were brought into my parlor right now and shot. I'd glory in the bloodstains on my carpet." Wrote a correspondent: "It doesn't seem incongruous to come across a grey-haired old lady, laughingly...