At the end of a road that leads to a cobbled street in Uccle, the house is there, imposing and majestic. With its maritime pines that delimit the premises, the Forêt de Soignes looks like the coastline, or even the Mediterranean.

On arriving at the site, one does not really know how to apprehend the visit of a building that has obviously wanted to remain discreet. The entrance door is not immediately obvious and the windows have been replaced by a large wall of terracotta bricks.