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PAARD on me. 26 January. The Hague.

It took little persuading to get me to check out. We give the gaff a filthy look on the way out.I was feeling funky. I missed breakfast but we have only an hour and a half to get to our last hotel of this leg.I spent the journey writing and[…]

Who are you calling Huxley? 21 January. Berlin.

Who are you calling Huxley? The day after the Dresden gig, ostensibly a day off, in truth was a travel day. We had planned a late check out. Dougie calls and says our Berlin Hotel rooms are available earlier, so my room debris is hastily put in order and we[…]