I think I've just hit the wall. It's only 5.30 in the afternoon, but then we have been up since 4.30 this morning in order to get a flight over to Prague as Mike is recording a bunch of new songs with a full orchestra. The premise is that an orchestra is much cheaper over here than getting in the London Philharmonic. I don't think Mike has ever dealt with a full orchestra before, so he seems a bit nervous, but it's a good adventure nonetheless. I know Prague fairly well as I've been here a few times, but we had a bit of a wander around and managed to get some food without finding ourselves submerged in a stag party necking absinthe. Maybe that's for tonight. Mike has mainly been focused on trying to get a hat to compete with the full Antarctic trapper look which I'm rocking. After scouring many of the cheap tourist type stalls he decided there was nothing of the requisite quality. After disappearing during lunch, he came back with the funniest fucking hat I have ever seen. It's like some sort of woollen garm that a priest hobbit might wear to serve mass. Actually I'm going to have to find him and take a picture of this fucking thing. Especially funny cos it cost five grand in coronas. Which is about £150. I don't think he was aware of the exchange rate. 150 quid to look like a fucking gay gnome! Mike will go to any lengths to give us all a laugh and we appreciate that. So it's down for some food and then the game and hopefully some tales from Beat Stevie tomorrow...