One of the lads walked in the canteen to day "how are you Trev?" was the welcome, to which he replied with a series of odd grunts, after a minute or two he'd sorted his gear out and sat down with his dinner, "come on the Trev tell us how are you?"
"I said when I come in!" he protested, a few minutes passed, "so how is everyone?" Trevor says.
Cue a series of odd grunts throughout the room, oh how we laughed, the cold winter days simply fly by..
Off to bed, night all.