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Mirebel France snow and cheese

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Up and in the cab at 5am on the Eurostar to Lille, trapped next to some men in suitstalking non stop about work, boring. One man talked non stop for what seemed like an hour, the other chaps seemed to fall asleep only to spring back and join in, taking over and passing the verbal baton. JB and myself rested in our seats eyes closed. It was very early. And why. We are doing this show with The Feeling, its their festival on the slopes. I have no idea. The train leaves for Lyon Perrache. Im sitting backwards going forwards, the story of my life. Nap number two. JB is snoring. At the station we are met by our driver and from here it takes two hours to get to our hotel. We are greeted by a very informed woman who wants to tell us all about skiing and the night life, we tell her all we want is some food and some rest. We all gather for soundcheck Glenn with all four of his boys, which is lovely to see, and the band minus SL who could not make it. We are the Beatles a four piece. Stage time is 9.30 we dive on and Glenn calls the set, the room is raked and full of mostly french people, who seem very happy to see us. I loved playing as four piece we sound great so loud and youthful. Glenn really shines with no keyboards. Back stage and im covered in sweat, not like me at all, and with no new shirt to burst into. Back at the hotel, a big wooden chalet on the mountain, i went to my room with more cheese and bread than you would find in most cheese shops back home. I was cheesed up to the eyeballs, it was bed time. It was like sleeping in a big cuckoo clock, and speaking of Cuckoo x