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Jake knew he had his work cut out for him. He remembered back to when Pemfro had mind melded with him. That’s what Jake was calling it now. He did after all consider himself a Trekki and had enjoyed countless hours of several of the Star Trek series television shows. TNG ~the next generation~ was his favorite. The alien had relayed explicit instructions for Jake to follow. He had related that the order and sequence of what his human needed to do was very important. Jake then noticed that there were symbols on his left pant leg. He touched one and suddenly his memory recall of his mind meld with Pemfro was magnified. Like a book that he could read and refer to at any moment. Like a video tape that he could rewind, pause and fast forward a frame at a time. How perfectly ordinary yet extremely inventive he thought. His mind almost started wandering off to what the human race could do with an invention such as this when he remembered his task at hand, and the fact that he didn’t have a whole lot of time.

He touched the first symbol and held his finger there to absorb what he was recalling. The symbol was similar in its final formation to that of some kind of Japanese writing, but Jake new better. It was alien script. Not elfin like the Lord of the Rings genre, but something completely different. Lines and Dots and silver scratches formed and joined to create a shape. These shapes seemed lithographed into his cargo pant seams and shone with some unknown glitter dust, that wasn’t really dust.

Jakes first task was to position Pemfro on his head. He chuckled at this thought. He was always joking with himself. What he really needed to do was lay the little alien down flat on its back and try to make the red ‘hurt area’ spread as evenly as possible throughout the aliens body frame. Pemfro had explained Jake needed to make a poultice and use it to heal him. The poultice worked best when applied directly on the wound, but he needed to make sure the rest of the wounds were also covered. He kept going on about spreading the centralized wound. Jake tried as hard as he could to understand what Pem meant by all that, and after pretty much giving up, decided it was like plugging a boat with many holes. You want to plug the biggest hole first, and then work on the rest of them. Pem went on with the next set of instructions when Jake reached this conclusion so he figured that was it. He also figured that there would probably be some kind of alien laser beam searing through his brain if he was wrong, so he decided he would go ahead and move the alien.

He leaned over Pemfro and tucking his left hand under the abnormally large head while his right hand cupped Pem’s back Jake lifted the unconscious alien ever so gently. Pem smelled kind of sour and Jake felt bad for him. Alien B.O. sure was rank; more chuckles and yet, Jake knew it wasn’t bad alien body odor. Pemfro was really hurt. He tried to pretend this was real and do a good job. He started to think he was dreaming all of this ever since Pem lost consciousness. He focused on what he was doing once again. He backed up about two yards to a space clear of any brush and branches and positioned Pemfro down flat on his back as instructed. He saw the red start moving pretty quickly and was surprised at how fast it evened out. He felt hurried by this and then curiously aware that Pem was light as a feather. Suddenly Jake didn’t feel any of Pem’s weight at all and brushed this off as another alien weirdness. Everything was weird when it came to this alien. Jake removed his hands from the slimy guy quickly started his next step. That included touching the second symbol so that he knew what it was he needed to do without any error.

The second symbol layed it out for him; Pemfro’s poultice would be made with, in this order: the fat from’½ pound of bacon; 4 egg yolks, important, no egg white, no shell; all the seasoning he could find, especially anything with salt in it; rubbing alcohol or antiseptic from the first aid kit and, strangely enough, the glue from the tape in the kit. Jake was required to mix this all up in a bowl and then he would take the bowl to the ship, which should have produced something while he was running to the camp and he wasn’t sure what. Pemfro said he would know it when he seen it. It would be on the ship. He needed to get it and add it to the concoction in the bowl. Next, he would empty the gas can of gas, spray in the mosquito repellent for the DEET content and cap that off for 2.72 minutes. Once 2.72 minutes passed, the gas cap needed to be released, and the fumes inside needed to be aimed at the bowl of stuff Jake made from the food ingredients and the ship’s contribution. Once the fumes were added, Jake had to soak it up with a towel, and then apply that to the little body of the alien. The timing of the gas cap and deet reaction contained the highest probability of failure. Pemfro mentioned this at least what seemed like 200 times, and the symbol displayed this like a 100ft bulletin ad. Just like those ones you see on the highway all lit up and inviting. 2.72 minutes seemed to blink, grow, twist, change color, shape, shrink, and then repeat, pretty much every effect Jake had ever imagined. This affect appeared around these numbers. Okay, okay he thought as he released his finger from the symbol. I get it. Pem will die if I take the gas cap off before or after 2.72 minutes. I got it.

Jake began empting his duffle for the food and the rest of the ingredients he needed for the poultice. He dumped the first aid kit and saw there was an extra roll of the medical tape in there and suddenly felt a gush of love for his wife. She just might be the reason Pemfro makes it he thought. Using his hunting knife, he shaved off the fat from the bacon, cracked the eggs, found the seasoning and put all this into the first aid kit which he was using as a bowl. He then added the antiseptic as instructed and stirred this with his finger. Pemfro made him promise he would lick his finger first, to get his saliva on it before mixing, and Jake was apprehensive. Something to do with DNA Pemfro said and also, death without it. Jake agreed. Next he set to scraping off the glue from the tape. This took some time and Jake was starting to get irritated at how long the glue scraping was taking; at the same time knowing the importance of getting as much of it as he could. Jake hurried along and once he was finally done depositing all the glue he possibly could into the mixture he spit into the kit and mixed it once last time. He wasn’t about to lick his finger once he had stuck it in that mixture. Jake hoped his spit was good enough. No searing pain? Yes, apparently the spit was okay.

Jake then took his first aid kit with his weird concoction and headed quickly back towards the ship for his last ingredient. He rushed and he felt himself running out of time. One glance at Pemfro saw him almost completely red and Jake almost sprinted to the ship. Well, he went as fast as he could without spilling his mixture. He wrestled with time and efficiency. He needed to balance time with what ever may spill out. Oh Jake hated this situation this little alien had put him in, but he was determined to save him.

As Jake got closer to the ship, he blinked and blinked again because he could not believe what he was seeing.

part 5

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“Well what has been believed about you is that you have human and vampire in you, and something more. You were abandoned by your mother when you were 5, you were left at a safe house for those like us. So we can conclude that your mother knew what you were and couldn’t handle it. Ever since then, you have been studied extensively, and it has been assumed that you had fae blood as well. What this means no one as of yet knows. But you are able to sense “non-humans” you have almost the full strength of a vamp and like me, you think and act human most of the time. Although you can eat human food as I do, you also need regular infusions of blood. Does that help at all Sasha?” I blurt out angrily, does that help? No it doesn’t explain why I woke up, not knowing who I was in a strange place, nor why I carry a crossbow, what is that all about? He acts as if he doesn’t hear me at all and says “Well I think that will be all for now, you have had a great shock tonight. We will discuss this more in the morning okay? Finish up that food and I will show you where you can sleep.” You are one pushy bastard, you know that? ” *chuckles* Yes I have heard that a time or two, follow me if you are finished.” I can only say, I was finished when you told me I wasn’t human for heavens sake.

The blood was bad enough, that I think was a bit too much for me to stomach right now. Slade starts to strut out of the room, and I follow quickly behind him, GOD what a view that is. Can you say Yummy? I was seriously debating whether or not to drag him to the floor and just get it over with, because my juices were really flowing right now. I was thinking like a whore, I hardly new what’s his name and I was thinking very dirty very descriptive things to do to him. God I hope he can’t read my thoughts right now. I can hear him in my head again saying “Yes I can hear you loud and clear Sasha; if you don’t want others to know what you are thinking all the time you will have to block it off. You used to be really good at that. I can see we have a lot of things to work on tomorrow.” Oh s#$#, you heard me!, how come I cannot hear what you are thinking? “Well Sasha you can’t hear what I am thinking, because right now you don’t need to know” I don’t need to know eh well as much as I would like to hear why I don’t, I am about to pass out, so lets get this show on the road already. As I said this we came to a room down a short distance from the library, god this place had to be huge there seemed to be at least 4 bedrooms here ,with doors I could only guess what they led to, and the whole dungeon thing? I had to explore this place tomorrow after a good eight hours .There was someone or something else here, and I had to know who or what it was. Slade opens the door to the most lavish room, it was like a large hotel suite; Huge four poster bed with curtains that were drawn, a massive stone fireplace HAH even a bear rug on the floor! Oh I so loved this, hmm throwing him down on the floor was looking better and better! He interrupts my thoughts “Okay I think you have everything you need in here, there are night things if you like lying on the bed. I will say good night and wish you a good rest.”

As the door shut I changed in to the night things and lay down on the huge bed, closed my eyes and drifted. Images flood in to my head, I am seeing something, and someone. They are speaking to me, but I can’t understand it, it is only a whisper. I hear my name suddenly; it is a woman’s voice calling me. Sasha help me, I don’t think I can hold out much longer, they know where I am. They are coming for me, hurry! She sounded so desperate, why would I come and help her? I don’t know who she is, or do I? Another image surfaces, this one is darker, foggy. I feel tension building in me, and that odd feeling I felt in the alley. What could this be? The feeling is getting stronger, and I am rigid with the tension now. Something is definitely coming nearer, the image clears a bit, and I can see… something, no someone right in front of me. Something feels off, they are angry. No not angry, more malicious than that. Suddenly it pulled out a long rod with what looks like a chain dangling. OMG it’s a mace, I reach around to my back and pull out my cross bow and take aim. *Poof* it disappears. WTF is this? Suddenly I am a wake, I look around I swear that was real. I had to ask Slade about this, right now! I realize that the sun is just coming up, perfect! I get out of bed and pad across the floor to the door, Open it. There are raised voices down the hall, this sounded like Slade and hmm someone new. I walk down the hall cautiously, the voices seemed to be coming from the library, as I make my way there someone exits the room angrily and bumps in to me. Eke I scream out.

“Excuse me Sasha, I didn’t realize you had awaken yet” I wonder why he knows my name? Who is this now, I don’t know him do I? As he looks me right in the face, I recognize him! OMG OMG I do know him, I burst out a woohoo and hug him. Micah! Micah! Your name is Micah right? “*laughter* so you do remember eh? Slade said you did not Micah said.” Well I didn’t know anything till I looked in your eyes, finally something I recognize. I don’t feel all alone now. *nervous laughter* ” Slade thought me being here would help you, I have just arrived and had words with him. He didn’t like me telling him that I should take you away from here, considering the past you and he have shared.” I blurt out: My past? I knew there was something I was missing concerning him! Is he still in the library? “Yes let me take you to him, he said he needed to speak with you” Great, there are some things I have to ask him as well. We walk to the library and Micah opens the door, I walk in, as I do I see Slade sitting in his chair at the desk. *Smack* It hits me like a hammer, my lust is overwhelming for this man, he has to know. He startles me out of my reverie “Good morning Sasha, sleep well did you?” No I did not sleep well; I had some odd dreams that seemed so real. “You did you do? Do you know what they were about?” I say First things first Slade, I pull out the scrap from my pocket. Yes I would like you to tell me if you know what this means, do you have any idea? I pass the scrap to Slade; he seems to glance at it and looks to me. “Save her, she will save us all, I really don’t know what this means right now Sasha, “She” could be anyone. We will see if you can remember anything more in the next few days. Mean while tell me about the dreams.” I tell him about the first one, he looks concerned but tells me to continue. I tell him of the second, this time he looks worried. “Tell me Sasha did he seem familiar to you in anyway?” Yes umm there was something about him, something that told me I should know who he is why what is he? “Well my dear he has only been trying to kill you since the day you were born he thinks you……..

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“You really don’t know do you, you can’t remember anything?” No I yell, I DON’T remember ANYTHING! I have been trying to tell you that, that’s a typical man for you, you don’t listen! “Okay well chill out he tells me, for now you can just call me Slade, Everyone else does.” Everyone else who the hell was everyone else? I huffed, alright Slade, where the hell are we? And who the hell am I? “Well lets get you to a safer place and I will tell you what I can for now” So here he is grabbing me by the arm, taking me god knows where. And all I can think of is his ass, how it fit in those pants. And how I could possibly be thinking this when I know some f*^$%^ up s*#$ is about to go down. I seriously was a complicated kind of gal wasn’t I? Aloud I whisper How far is this safer place Slade? *poof* well obviously that was a dumb question, because now I found myself somewhere we weren’t two seconds before. Somehow I just knew that what had happened to me since I woke up in that dark cold alley way, was pretty tame compared to the rest of my existence. And I probably needed a good stiff drink to get through whatever he was going to tell me next.

So here I find myself in yet another cold damp place and none the wiser. When would I find out what the hell was going on? Slade says “Tell you what why don’t you just follow me, I will get some food in to you and tell you what an other is ,try to jog your memory about what you were doing before you woke up in that particular part of the city.” So I follow him farther in to this, (what seemed to be a dungeon of sorts) to a set of stone steps. As we were halfway up the steps I felt something, not like the shivers I was having earlier, but some sort of awareness of other beings. Oh lovely, was I going to meet another character like this guy, or something worse? I really should have found the nearest pub and drank my immediate issues away. Coulda, woulda, shoulda, God I really was starving *grumbles* when was the last time I ate, yet another question that I could not answer. We came to the top of the steps as that question was running through my mind, and I stumbled, good ole Slade just laughs at me. I really did not like this guy at all. “Sash just make yourself comfortable I will go grab some food and come right back, Sasha are you listening to me?” Yea yea yea I hear you already, just get me something.

So I wander around and find what looks to be a library, hmm good place to find a comfy chair and dig through this guys stuff eh. Perfect! On the shelves I find books of different languages, most I cannot identify but somehow seemed familiar just the same. Maybe this was worth looking in to, as I start leafing through the pages I get that spine tingling feeling again, and turn around. I see him coming in through the doorway, Man he was irritating as hell but definitely easy on the eyes. He sighs “Alright I didn’t know what you would prefer or needed so I just brought what we had earlier and heated up something to drink, where would you like it?” I mutter where would I like it? Hmm I am sure I could think of a few interesting places.*insert dirty thoughts here* All I say is How about over by the fireplace I am freezing still. “Okay, would you like anything else?” Yea some answers would be nice don’t you think? As I say this I look in to the glass that he gave me and I find a thick red substance, well what was this?

Whatever it was the smell was intoxicating, so I figure what the hell and take a huge gulp. OMG I think this is blood in my mouth, I roll it around on my tongue even though I feel slightly disgusted, but oh the taste was bliss, and was somehow filling the emptiness I felt. In all this craziness I hadn’t even noticed it. A very odd duck am I, who drinks blood and is okay with it? Okay Slade I have a question, why did you give me warm blood, and how did you know that I wouldn’t freak out? He says “Well Sasha, let me explain a little about what I am first okay? I have been alive for around 3 centuries” I gasp was this nut serious? 3 centuries, OMG I was lusting after a 300 year old hottie! How is that possible, he should be ashes by now right? Or at least look like the crypt keeper eh? I so didn’t want to know the rest. I felt light headed already, I mean seriously I just gulped down blood from god knows what and this man , this thing was telling me that he lived over 3centuries? OMG “Sasha, SASHA! Are you alright??” He yells in my ear. I wonder who is pulling on me now. I couldn’t take anymore right this minute, I needed to check out and worry later. “Sasha come on stay with me here, none of this would surprise you if you could remember who you are.” Who I am, that’s another good god damned question. Slowly I come back to myself, open my eyes and look in to the dreamy looking corpse’ eyes. Yea yea yea I’m awake, I was just resting my eyes, back off!

“Well although unpleasant, that is definitely an improvement. Glad to see you are still here, now finish the food I brought you, and I will continue.” Continue by all means! Don’t you worry about me! He continues “As I was saying, I am around 3 centuries old, and although that may sound like a long time, for me and my kind I am fairly young. My father lived to be in his estimation around 900. We have been hunted down and killed, for as long as anyone can remember. We, those like myself , prefer to call ourselves the “Others”. To the humans we are called the unnatural. They cannot comprehend us, nor do they want to, they would rather we all died off. I am not exactly sure what we really are, he asks me Sasha do you know anything of the Nosferatu.” “From your expression I can clearly see that you do not, Nosferatu or Vampire are long living blood drinkers.” OMG is he saying that I am this Nosferatu? VAMPIRE? I cannot be a vampire!!!” They live for centuries as do my kind, have supernatural strength and the ability to speak telepathically. Most of them are of the vile nature, but there are those that go unnoticed, Ones that try to fit in with the humans. Those of the latter I know quite a few of, but I digress. I am a combination of human traits and vampire abilities. I think as a human, eat drink and sleep as they do, I also have the human failings of emotion. We do not know, how we came to be, but are determined to find out.” So let me get his straight, you are some kind of freak of nature? “No I am not a freak of nature! I am what I am, I like to think of myself as highly evolved. It is much more pleasant.” Much more pleasant? None of this is pleasant, it is downright scary!” Well that’s not all Sasha, do you know what a bounty hunter is?” I gasp: you mean the guys that go and hunt down criminals? “Yes that is almost exactly what I mean, I am a supernatural bounty hunter, a bringer of death to those of my kind and the others of the supernatural world who can’t keep their s%#$ together.” I wonder, Others? There are other creepy things? OMG What am I then? “Well you are………….

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“Can you picture where you are right now in your mind? Close your eyes, breathe deep and imagine what you see. The streets and buildings and the people around you, Can you do that for me?” Yea I can try but how is that really going to help anything? “It will help me find you, which is what. Just do it! I swear in the last 300 years nothing has driven me crazy, but you are bound and determined to do so, Aren’t you? I hear him express a big dramatic sigh and then silence. So here I am picturing in my mind what everything around me looks like, feeling like a complete fool and wondering who this character was. Should I really trust what he is telling me, I mean he could be the enemy right? I could be finding myself worse off than when I woke up.

Oh hell I didn’t have much to lose now did I? The voice says again “Sasha pay attention or this will never work!” Yes sir! I snapped. You know you would make a good drill sergeant; I can picture it now, you being a big beefy ox of a man. Screaming obscenities at those you are trying to whip in to shape. That is what you are really like isn’t it? Hah I just know it, you pushy son of a B*#$% Give me a break here, alright? “Now that is the Sasha I know!, Alright I think I see where you are I will be there as soon as I can. Hold tight and whatever you do, DO NOT MOVE!” I think, Well hell where am I going to go *eye roll* I have no idea where here is. WTF is he thinking?

God when I see this know it all I am going to give him a piece of my mind. As I thought this I felt a rolling sensation, running along my spine. My eyes flew wide and I looked behind me. OMG! Look at that, there was sex on a stick walking towards me, and why did I think of that? Can you say tall, sexy as hell and not human? Okay I seriously have to get my head checked, ASAP. “Sasha I am glad to see that you can actually listen to what someone tells you, that is a nice surprise. Aw what no hugs for your favorite other?” He laughs aloud and it grates on my nerves. An other what is that, what was this guy talking about? He was sexy as hell but he also seemed to be insane, Oh boy join the party I was feeling a bit like that myself. “Where have you been these last few days, I searched everywhere, I couldn’t read you at all. And I don’t like it. Are you going to answer me or just stand there and look as If I have struck you?” I say I am sorry I am looking at you wondering why I cannot remember who you are, why I don’t know your name when I clearly should. Who are you? “…….I am you’re handler and you’re………

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I open my eyes slowly; and look up to see a dark sky and two buildings reaching up one on each side. I feel very cold, very exposed here, I hear water trickling somewhere nearby and the ground is wet. Well how did I get here, and where exactly is here? Something was definitely not right, but I just didn’t know what yet. I slowly try to sit up to get a better look around, this really looked like an alley way to me but why was I here? I am clueless as to what happened or who I am. All I know is that I found myself in a strange place but I didn’t see how that could possibly help. I tried to think about the last thing that I did remember, it just all seemed to be blank in my mind. I was dressed strangely, that I knew , some how I did know that these kinds of clothes were out of place why was I wearing them exactly? Didn’t they go out like a hundred years ago? *shivers* I thought maybe I should just get up and walk around until something looked familiar, I slowly got to my feet and staggered out in to the open I looked around but nothing seemed to jog my memory, and I was having these odd flashes. I see people out strolling around a few pass me by when certain ones did I was getting these chills, well what is wrong with these people or what I thought were people. Something just didn’t seem right with them, How did I know that?*shivers* There it goes again, what is going on here? I was seriously starting to get creeped out! I decided to look through what little I had on me to see if there was anything that would give me a clue and what I found seemed, strange. Okay here I am dressed as a person in a day long gone, but I have a cross bow strapped to my back? Oh god! I had to be a serious psycho.

I mean come on already! I reach down in to my left pocking and find a scrap of paper with something written on it, something I didn’t understand. I just assumed it was something important and stuck it back in my pocket, maybe it would tell me what was going on. God I was full of questions but what I didn’t know was how to find out. If I didn’t get somewhere quick I was going to freeze out in this chill ,and to top it off I was starving. Would my issues never end? *poof* Oww what was that I thought I heard something, did I really hear that or was my mind playing tricks on me? It sounded like sashaaaaaaa. Just great my head is pounding and I am hearing things, should I say hell with it and go freeze to death? That idea was sounding better and better.

Maybe I was just losing whatever of my mind I had left. Sashaaaaaa oh god, someone is talking in my head. Could my name really be Sasha, somehow that just seemed to fit? Alright I am going to answer this voice, how could it make anything worse right? I answer quickly, before I changed my mind. Hello? Are you talking to me? So this other voice pipes up and says “Yes Sasha I am talking to you, what is wrong with you? I have been trying to contact you for days!” I think, for days!? Well hell I am not crazy, there is someone talking to me. Someone who could possibly tell me who I am and where I am supposed to be, yes! Okay so maybe everything wasn’t lost yet. Hey umm whomever you are, can you hear me? It says “Yes Sasha I can hear you, where are you?” Umm yea I just found out my name is Sasha, now you want to know where I am! I have no idea where I am! *shivers* I have a question for you, why do I keep shivering, it is cold where I am, but….this is different somehow. This demanding voice yells “What do you mean why are you shivering? I need to find you like yesterday something is wrong and I don’t like it, this is just too much! Why do I always have to save your a**?” Gee was it that obvious, Man what does he mean always saving my ass , I didn’t know this man but he did have a serious attitude problem! “Alright Sasha look around you what do you see?” I tell him I see a road, with the alley behind me, where I woke up and this craziness started, people wandering around doing stuff that is what I see. Does that help? “Hell woman you are going to be the death of me yet, I swear it!” “Alright this is what I want you to do…………”

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On Wednesday evening, I went to my fridge, to get some dinner out to prepare. It had to be a quick meal, as it was nearly 9pm, due to finishing work late all week, after getting ready for the end of year stocktake.

I noticed that my freezer door wasnt shut properly, so I went to push it too, and it wouldnt budge. I thought about the last time I was in there, that must have been tuesday night, when I took the sausages out to thaw in my fridge, for my meal on Wednesday!!!!

Well the ice had come out of the top, to where the door was, and the same at the bottom, where the fast freeze compartments are, but in the middle, all that food ugh, what a mess. So what to do next, do I turn off my dinner, or do I cook that, and eat it and sort the mess out afterwards, well as nothing much will change if I leave it for another 30 mins, so I decided to carry on with my dinner, sausage beans and jacket potato. As it is a fridge/freezer and the control for both is in the fridge, i turned the fridge down to 1 and took some milk out, to last me the rest of the evening, so that I could keep that part of it cold.

Anyhow, I had my dinner, didnt bother washing up, just dumped my dishes in the sink. All my attention turned to turning out my freezer, I had a dustbin bag there with me, plus another bag, to put things I might be able to save into. Ugh, frozen calorie controlled puddings that were supposed to be imitation ice-creams melt very quickly, they got binned along with the unfrozen peas, beans, and corn-on-the-cobs, there were portions of chicken, 2 packs of bacon, and a whole pack of sausages, all thawed! I managed to save a pack of chicken that hadnt completely thawed and the bacon. The rest, went in a binbag, and once that was full, I threw it out of the front door, as it was gonna stink.

As I dont have my fridge/freezer in my kitchen due to the lack of space, I couldnt just leave it to thaw out and leave a puddle on the floor, it is in a cupboard in my hallway, at the bottom of my stairs, and the whole area is carpeted. I put an empty washing up bowl in one basket, and a tray from my oven in the other one, to catch as many drips as possible. On the carpet I laid 6 towels with newspaper to absorb any water that managed to get out. I kept going back and checking it, by 11pm it was still thick with ice, so turned the fridge down to zero, then I heard the drips. I had wasted all that time, it was just keeping itself frozen without thawing properly. Just before 1am, i was still waiting for the big bits to fall off, so I attacked it with a spatula, and the hair dryer. I got all the big chunks off by about 130am, and left the rest to sort itself out, as I was knackered. I knew that if a big bit fell off when I was asleep it would wake me up, so I finally got to bed at about 2am.

The freezer was obviously on my mind, when I woke up at 6am! 4 hours sleep, I cant function on that, got up and made myself a coffee, then set about sorting out the freezer again, emptying out the thawed water, and going through the saved bag of foods, to see what was left, and yes, I got another binning bag!

There were several ready-meals (because I am lazy) I took 6 of them to work with me, to give to colleagues to eat for lunch, as once they have started to thaw you cant re-freeze them. They were all quite happy about that, one even took their pickings home to have for their dinner that night. I told them, there is only so much someone can eat or cook, so please help me get rid, as it would be a shame to waste them.

Last night I cooked up all the bacon, and had bacon, egg and tomato for my dinner, for my lunch today, I had bacon and tomato sandwiches, and I still have quite a plate full of bacon left, so it looks like it will be bacon for dinner tonight too. I hope I dont turn into a pig. I tried feeding it to Squeak, as she loves ham, but, no, shes not interested in it.

This afternoon, I am due to go into work to enter all the stock taking figures into the computer, it is now 1.15pm and I am due there for 2pm, I dont know when I will be home tonight, as it has taken five people 13 hours to count it all!