No sleep 'til Stockholm

Organ Bob landed in Copenhagen around 11.15pm, (see film) Drums and Miss Bee however had gone off to The Mojo Club, a perfect blues bar. 6 piece band and a hard smoking audience. Just how it should be, unclenched, whiskey sodden and swaggering!
In true Copenhagen stylee we are developing a close bond with the banking fraud squad, 4 blocks in 3 days, starting to feel like fugitives, on the lam, cool!
Miss Bee standing shivering by a parking metre titters, "Well I'll probably speak to you again tomorrow, we'll be in Stockholm by then, but thanks again".
It's the small things that add the most jeopardy, pay to piss, parking metres, lost jumpers or indeed coming off stage and being immediately ejected out into the snow sideways with every last piece of equipment and the door slammed shut. Hurrah for Tinys head torch (and our love the bizarre and extreme) "we're on tour Tiny chuckled" "and tomorrow it's the long bridge before we cross The Baltic Sea". Pirates, brandy and poker!
The concert bit needs no thought or reference, it is, we are, everyone else is too and that's that!
According to the carnet (a massive book that you need to get into Norway) 600 quid for a list of your bits, weights, serial numbers and country of origin. Yes we had to weigh it all and the total is................ Ahem according to the carnet we have 157 bits but looking at the mountain of stuff exiled, it looks like more. Still 157 things to lose. Just don't think about it, stay focused and never abandon your post.