Sausages consumed, everyone set off to the venue of 'Last Riot in Bremen', unloaded the five crates of beer, hit yet another low hanging light, and then got to work on their powerful thirsts. Len presented Gabriele with a present, a collection of records, and, as there were ten of them, our heroes had one each to read! That kept them out of trouble for half an hour, but after that half an hour the sparks began to fly, as they put on their own show for their hosts.

So, still in kit, they powered off, along with their hosts, in a convoy; first stop - the sausage stall at the railway station. After driving round the car park several times in a fruitless search for parking space, the vehicles were finally left all over the place, and they headed for supper.

Sausage stall? It had more facilities than the biggest Wimpey bar, and the food was grand. Once again, crowds of people kept calling and yodelling, thinking that our heroes were either Swiss, Austrian, or refugees from the Munich Beer Festival.

Just to set the tone for the rest of the evening, they opened with 'Brain Setting', leaving their German friends totally bewildered as to the whole purpose of the thing. This was the first time that Bill had ever participated in Brain Setting, and it was unfortunate that he found himself opposite John, who had armed himself with two rolled up copies of the 'Bremen Zeitung' plus a magazine and a chair leg hidden inside. Needless to say, Bill came off second best.

Toddy decided to bring a touch of class to the proceedings with his 'Fool's Jig', which he did very well (he only fell over once), probably because he had had a gallon of beer by then. This was quickly followed by N.W. Clog, using beer bottles instead of sticks, and then 'Jockey to the Zoo'...