My 40th Birthday Present

I was lucky enough to spend the day of my 40th birthday with my three beautiful daughters, and after work we were joined by Neil and had a nice dinner out.  However, I knew that he had organised more than a plate of curry puffs, and sure enough I got this email on the 24th April warning me of our impending adventures:

Babes,

I’ve received intelligence that the episodes of Fringe we’ve been watching may be more real than we ever imagined. Your assignment for today, should you choose to accept it, is to prepare for a zombie apocalypse.

Take whatever steps you consider necessary, but ensure the following minimum objectives are met:

• Pack all essential items we may need to survive until help can arrive.
• We’ll take the green roller bag and black travel suitcase, I’m confident we’ll be able use them to construct a crude chariot style zombie-killing mobile
• Unessential items can be stored in the car. It can be used as a supply cache if this lasts longer than expected.
• Consume any perishables from the fridge so the zombies are not attracted to them after the inevitable power outage.
• Contact any loved ones to tell them you may be unreachable as we go underground, tell them you love them as it may be your only opportunity... and wish them good luck.
• Make sure we take our passports in case we’re forced to abandon the continent, customs will undoubtedly be maintaining a constant vigil. Set your phone for global roaming.
• Don’t make the lemon cake you were planning on, if we attempt to disguise ourselves as zombies, the aroma of delicious lemon on our breaths will quite literally be a dead give-away.
• Give Murmie her flea treatment. She may well be consumed for sustenance in the coming days, but there’s no need for her to be itchy.
• Make sure library books are returned, or renewed. The last thing we need is an intelligent nerd-zombie with residual memories of overdue fees seeking revenge.
• Run a virus check on both hard drives to protect us from the mutagen, and transfer any files you deem necessary. Any data we’re able to extract from movies will be an invaluable resource.

We will checkout of the motel at 10am Wednesday, it’s not safe here. That Richmond smell is in fact the approaching un-dead hoards.

Remember, don’t let your girlie-emotion-brain distract you. I know you were hoping we’d do something nice this weekend for your birthday, but that’s a bit unrealistic now with the army of brain-eating ghouls heading our way.

Your Plant’s vs Zombies training has not been in vain.

Love you

Neil xxx

My journey has just begun.... :)