Zombies at Frensham!

What an exciting morning walk we had at Frensham today. And I took the camera.

Ignoring the thick layer of fog that cuddled the pond in an almost impenetrable duvet of whispery grey, we set off, following the same path as we did yesterday. The pond looked fantastically moody, particularly the lone cormorant standing guard over its roost in the middle of the water.

There were fishermen galore and enough dog walkers to fill a stadium. Emma was like a small child at Christmas, running here, there and everywhere as people and puppies vied for her attention. You could almost see the sparks of excitement crackling around her head. Day-z, naturally, took it all in her stride, seeing as she’s a bit above all that sort of frivolous behaviour.

Then we reached the camp.

The 62nd Zombie Regiment had set up in order to try and defeat the undead menace. Piles of bodies showed the results of their constant battle with the evil that was abroad on the heathland.

We carefully made our way to the big gate that allowed access to the wider world beyond the small camp. Although the warning was writ clear, we decided to risk it. Given I’m a devotee of The Walking Dead, I guess Mirinda felt safe in the knowledge that I know how to stop a zombie with nothing but a stick and a strong arm.

Even so, the second sign we saw made it plain that the only way to kill a zombie permanently, is to stab it in the brain.

Beyond the big gates was a scene of devastation. A row of carriages showed the hell that had been visited on this small stretch of road. Luggage was strewn all over and there was no sign of life…or death. Mirinda, concerned for the fate of the Bennett girls, naturally peeked into a few of the carriages. She assumed that Wickham had probably been fighting the scourge and where Wickham is, Lydia can never be too far away. Fortunately (possibly) there was no sign of the flightiest of Bennett sisters.

Living near a number of places regularly used as film locations is fantastic! It’s just like Skyfall all over again. And with zombies! Brilliant.

It doesn’t get better than this. It also means that the unthinkable will happen. Because of the association with P&P and because of the fact that it is being filmed at Frensham, Mirinda is going to watch the movie when it comes out! Who’da thunk it?

Oh, and there’s more (and better) photos on Flickr.