Rumble in THE JUNGLE
“I AM EVERYBODY’S nightmare,” says tramper Paul Brewer.
“I snore on my stomach, on my back, on my side, standing up – I’m just a loud snorer.”
The clamorous condition has affected Brewer – and his neighbours – since he was a young boy and he’s yet to find a solution.
“I had the back of my throat operated on, and it just had the effect of increasing the volume,” he says. “I’m louder than a D9 bulldozer. I’ve got a guy who lives three houses away who regularly comments on my snoring.”
Brewer, 64, tries to get out tramping once a month with his brother, and he leaves a trail of earplugs in his wake.
