...or focaccia with gorgonzola and zucchini for that matter....
In Berlin before our first show I paid a visit to the Gemäldegalerie which was great. I do like a bit of Caravaggio, Rembrandt, Canaletto an' that.
|I can't not see a young Billy Connolly in yon lion's face.|
|What a sneaky wee glance|
|Might get this as a tattoo.|
|Berlin TFC aftershow party.|
|A fellow schnitzelophile|
|"Wim, could you put your hat on for the portraitist? - oh too late, he's started..."|
Our first show since North Carolina was dandy...
Hamburg was great too. We played "Baby Lee" for my pal Jana who was visiting from Glasgow, and Norman spoke a little German (he said "glockenspiel").
Ösnabruck was grand.
Before our set I caught the end of the last song by Fortuna Ehrenfeld and I have been re-playing it since.
I've been trying out a new disguise.
The Moco Museum, Amsterdam was a groovy way to kill time before soundcheck.
I had some nice calamari and a stroll around. The Paradiso is a great venue and the gig was a blast.
A last week look around...
...and we rolled out of town.