A bit of a low ebb day today. Mick's sick, the weather's gloomy and everyone's feeling a little road-weary. Still, only three more shows and we're back in the uk. Lausanne is a lovely town though. Had a walk down to Lake Geneva on arrival and took some breathtakingly crappy photos, the best of which is shown above. We spent yesterday evening parked up without power at Zurich airport - not a fun situation, and after a few Budvars in a weird bar tempers became a bit frayed, resulting in driver Lloyd ordering those involved to their bunks. We were stopped at the border coming into Switzerland by police wanting to know how much merchandise (shirts, cd's, etc) we were carrying, as they can levy a tax on it. Cue International Mick once again, who did a fine job explaining that the bus was carrying a down-on-their-luck christian folk band and gave them a couple of tee shirts which pacified them quite nicely. Second driver Andrew has flown back home (taking the ten euros he owed me with him, the bastard). Sound check is almost over then dinner will be served. I'm starving.