You'll note I've not ridden PBP with gears since.
Cable snapped inside the shifter.
You were really suffering with the dozies. I recall a moto marshall stopping to see if you were ok. You weren't very coherent, I tried to explain you were tired and we'd get some kip. Of course I probably was not coherent either but he left us to get on with it. I lay on the verge but couldn't sleep. I could hear snoring from the haystack. I didn't sleep at all that night (the last).