01 of 17North Atlantic Council room

02 of 17View from a translator’s booth

03 of 17Lights, camera… a lonely TV studio for down-the-line interviews

04 of 17Old-school phone booths reserved for old-school journalists who still phone in their stories

05 of 17Leather chairs as old as the building they sit in

06 of 17On air

07 of 17Gavel at the ready

08 of 17‘Loose lips sink ships’

09 of 17Ceiling tiles, strip lighting, carpet on the walls

10 of 17Nato’s secretary-general in his office; he’s not distracted by the view

11 of 17A rare bit of green space

12 of 17Prefab units piled on top of each other, complete with irrelevant door handles

13 of 17Tea time

14 of 17The main corridor between the council rooms. It was refurbished a decade ago. ‘It’s amazing what you can do with a bit of plasterboard and paint,’ says Mark Spicer, the man in charge of the building’s maintenance

15 of 17The barber is genuinely called Mr Baldi. His father ran the barbers at the old HQ in Paris. His son now works with him here in Brussels

16 of 17Spot the pentagon

17 of 17Lights out