50/14 Paul Roantree

god yeah, pretty much 20 hours on his bike, then getting lost about 5 miles from the end. us lot falling asleep and fiddy still riding around the old Army land on his tod. before making it back to the house, having a cup of tea, eating ann entire battenburg cake he carried the whole day then passing out in the middle of the floor.
It makes me chuckle every time..

And boy can he snore!!
Feel sorry for the other folk on the ward...