Hunting the hooker snowglobe

My daughter got a very cute snow globe from the red light district during her visit a few years ago.  Unfortunately, it disappeared and, with the new apartment, she wanted help in finding a replacement.

‘Nothing else to do but head toward the Red Light District near Oude Kerk and prowl the souvenir shops while I was in town.  I hadn’t been down there since Queen’s Day a few years ago: it’s still bustling and seems unaffected by recent attempts by the City Fathers to discourage it’s scope and trade.

As for the snowglobes, the pickings were a bit slim (at least, for anything approaching tasteful):

  

In the end, common sense prevailed: a Maxima tee is the safe choice (Father to Daughter).

Now I have to start thinking about Mother’s Day… Belgian chocolates or Dutch tulips?