Well following on from our discussion of all things home appliance yesterday, I thought it worthwhile posting a picture of the kettle that was finally purchased for Lui's house. Well not the kettle itself, but the box which it came in. Seemingly an ordinary enough box in which to sell a new kettle, until closer inspection revealed the following message in fine print....:
"Decoration not included"
Just in case anyone purchasing the kettle thought that perhaps they'd get the smiling girl as well. Hidden in the box somewhere, waiting to spring up Marilyn Monroe style when the expectant customer returned to his lonely kitchen with said kettle. It's an important point to clarify, just in case, in addition to thinking he was buying the girl with the kettle, the customer also thought she was the type of girl who would be able clone herself and hide in every box at once. A very clever girl indeed. Certainly the type who would no doubt provide insightful conversation over a nice hot cup of tea, were she in fact provided as a free 'decoration'.
Sorry I've lost my train of thought. What train? What thought? Exaclty.
We had a near miss last night in Shoeningen. Having carefully negotiated the intricate web of the town's one-way street network (why do small towns do this....?!), we finally found a place to park, just around the corner from the venue. Alas, no sooner had I thrown the wagon into reverse and skilfully mounted the curb with the rear right wheel, than I saw a local police car (Polizei), sirens flashing, pulling up behind us to observe first hand my master class in parallel parking. Alas for the poor policeman, at about the same time he was taking my licence and wondering which chapter in the handbook dealt with Australian musicians in Shoeningen, he was fending off invitations from Lena for he and his partner in anti-crime to attend the performance. Because this was the guest musician from Australia, in town for one night only, and if the officers had finished their rounds for the evening then perhaps they'd like to come and sing along, maybe even buy a CD or two. And in all the confusion, it's fair to say the poor fella just wasn't sure what the hell he was meant to be doing in the first place, so the easiest option was to hand me back my licence and return to his vehicle for the short drive back to base. Fortunately for me, that meant he missed the much more serious of my indiscretions for the evening, which was, in my haste to de-mount the curb before the officers noticed.... running into the car parked directly in front of us! Lucky for us, subsequent inspection of both vehicles revealed little damage, certainly none to the other car, and it seemed the officers had been so eager to return to base and tell the local constabulary about the big event in town that they missed the whole thing. Phew.
Anyway a big thanks to Thomas at Cafe 44 for hosting the show. The expected Polizei invasion never occurred, so it was a pretty quiet evening, but a lovely little venue, a very gracious host, and a place I would happily visit again next time round. Also they make a pretty decent Chai latte. Rock. And. Roll.
In Hamburg, just played in a cinema. Which was a church. Obviously. I'll explain more tomorrow, I need to head off for sound check...
Bye for now
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