No Room At The Inn

Get to airport..ticket cock up. Have to buy fresh one, then plane delayed so will miss rendezvous with Vega tour bus. Get to Amsterdam; find train to Rotterdam then cab to gig. Slightly tougher one tonight. Standing crowd with bar, goes fine.There’s a problem with my hotel room, and I may have had to sleep on tour bus in car park, but Doug Yowell (Suzannes’ drummer) comes to my rescue and says I can crash in his room. There is a spare ‘cot bed’ in Suzanne’s room, which Mark Dyde and I carry across the hotel lobby in hysterics. At one point I’m laughing so much I trip up and collapse on top of the bed! It was a wonderful moment and a light end to a rather heavy day.