Oh, I forgot to mention that this is not a holiday. You are fleeing certain death, or worse, at the hands of an evil horde of hungry undead and venomous mutants. The good news is that you and your pals stopped off at the shops on the way home and essential food and drink items are already taken care of.
So, I packed all my DIY tools, including the brand new ones I have never used but keep because they will come in handy some day. As Mrs R was busy being a mad scientist out at the laboratory, I was free to load all our clothes into the pickup without having to check what would be suitable for which occasion. My son, being a boy scout, had the forethought to grab our sleeping bags and a couple of extra bedcovers.
It didn't occur to me that the undead and the mutants, although fairly well organised by John Baptist, might not be able to maintain the county's infrastructure and that mains electricity would be a rare commodity. So not only would my power tools prove completely useless but also the petrol pumps at service stations wouldn't be functioning. Important for anyone planning to flee the zombie apocalypse - fill up the tank before you hit the road.
On the plus side, we had enough ginger biscuits to feed an army, I brought along six months supply of antihistamine tablets so I wouldn't get a constant runny nose and - oh yes - I took my samurai sword.
What about you? Would you and yours escape the encroaching evil dead? Would you remember the Monopoly and the Scrabble?
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