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sound of the children playing and the smell of something cooking, beans I guessed at. Babs was still sleeping and Luke and Emily were playing together quite happily with their toys. I left them playing to go and investigate the smell that was coming from the next room.
    Good morning sleepy head Becky said, or should I say good afternoon she laughed. The other three guys were awake, but just lounging about. It seemed that the former residents of the Gamebird had been well prepared for the zombie apocalypse and had managed to gather quite a few supplies. Hence, tinned beans and sausages for breakfast! The other guys are cooking up the same Becky said, come on guys, scrans up everyone!
    We all sat together in the living area and ate and chatted, remembering the happier times we’d had back on the site with the guys that we’d lost on our journey. It was the first time I felt relaxed since we’d been back on our site, we were back in charge of our own destinies and I was looking forward to getting home. But then as always a horrible feeling of sickening and dread came over me, I was very aware again of the fact that I might not like what I found there and the journey we still needed to take to get us there. I hoped I wasn’t putting these guys’ lives at risk in search of something I couldn’t give them, the safety and need to have somewhere to call home. But they respected me and seemed happy to follow me and I was going to do my best not to let them down. There were many small islands on the west coast of Scotland that we could potentially set up a safe home on, but I felt sure I could find the same back in Northumberland and use my local knowledge to make it safer, only time would tell if I’d made the right decision.
    After breakfast we headed out to the rear deck, the guys on the Gamebird saw us and came out too. We needed to decide what we were going to do now. It would only take a few days at most to navigate our way through the canal system and to Falkirk and from there it was a couple of days travel down the coast to the port of Amble. We agreed that staying on the water was our safest option. We had no idea what we’d encounter if we travelled by land and even if it was possible.
    We were going to need to see if the Hue and Gamebird were still able to run and if we had enough fuel to run four vessels as we would need to take the Saltwind and hope with us too as David didn’t think the two new boats were sea worthy enough to cope with the North Sea. So we were going to need them again once we got to Falkirk.
    David and Paul were working away on the Gamebird when we heard them shouting from the engine room. All I remember hearing was Jesus Christ! For fucks sake I nearly shit myself! Then David emerged from below holding a decapitated head by the hair. It was still alive! It was doing the same as the body on the male one had done, gnashing it’s teeth. We found this Bastard moving around using its bloody lips! Apparently it had had a go a Paul’s foot, but fortunately for him he was wearing heavy duty safety boots, another reason to wear your PPE when working I figured, protection from stray zombie heads! The two guys were unaware of the two bodies we’d found on the Gamebird the following evening, so I had to fill them in on the details. David used his best rugby skills and dropped kicked the head far into the marina! Nice shot I thought and somehow found it quite amusing, it was as if we were disassociating these rotters from the human being that they had once been. This worried me, but if it made us tougher, then so be it.
    David and Paul eventually got the Gamebird running after their scare, it looked like it had been running until fairly recently so was still in good shape. The former residents had also stock piled a lot of fuel. It made me wonder again why they’d decided to take their own lives, they seemed so well prepared and had survived so long.
    The Hue was a different kettle of fish altogether, it