My trip to Athens to the Fields of the Nephilim & Merciful Nuns gig at Gargarin 205. I came a little bit too late, took a leak and saw the last minute of Merciful Nuns performing "God Aeon". Damn! Much too late.

Breakfast
Saturday morning. Breakfast. I instantly discover packages of Marmite, which has been advertised as 'Zoon for toast'. My wife advises me against it even though the other Neph fan she knew and his family where quite into it.
And I couldn't see why I shouldn't like it. I am Neph fan too. And it looks like Grafschafter Goldsaft, a sugar beet syrup I knew from my childhood.
So I apply Marmite in large quantities to large quantities of bread...
A few seconds later I'm thinking: "GOD DAMIT! Is this the British sense of humour?"

Angels were setting up racks in the street to prepare the deceased for the last judgement. Naturally, that not only spoiled my weekend, but also the days which followed.