Day two of the Yestour. Sheffield. I love Sheffield.
After a train journey and lunch at the Fat Cat, it was a climb up one of Sheffield's magnificent seven hills (just like Rome!) to the City Halls, and another front row seat. I was right in front of Steve.
I think this is a lovely one of a pensive Mr Howe.
A couple more.
Here's Geoff playing away stoically in the background, having toned down the trousers from leopard-skin to merely bondage.
Billy almost literally on fire. Note that he has mother-of-pearl fish swimming down the neck of his bass. It was also his birthday today.