I remember trips to Llangollen railway where we tried a couple times to walk to hollyhead at 1 in in the morning. We'd talk about everything possible, the good, the bad and the ugly, walking for hours. Sam getting scared of a noise in the dark in between cracking jokes with the dry humour he was accustomed to around me. He helped me deal with things when I needed him and I tried to do the same in return. His memoy will be with me forever. But we never did make it to Hollyhead. RIP Sam Tea 'n' crumpets