Lol, so to explain: On the train back from here I was sat opposite the most hungover man in the world....
I was in high spirits following the explore, and produced a nice bottle of Grenache and a proper glass to pass the journey. Seeing this made him groan like a zombie and physically retch. Every time I poured a new glass he just wept silently into the adjacent seat.
I was on the phone to LadyPandora who was making lots of very cruel suggestions about what I should to to him... but I felt so bad for him I'll just leave it at publishing his photo on a forum. We dubbed him 'The Mole Man' as his hands were filthy from burrowing.
Bless him...