At our Christmas meeting we like to play a game as a club, something fun that will produce a winner for the now traditional tin of sweets prize. This year our good friend and semi-club member, Clint, offered to help out with a Zombie game. He made the terrain, an underground car-park, painted the many figures and generally ran everything...all within three weeks; not too shabby I think you will agree. The game was full of our usual good natured and festive inter-member abuse with a generous dolop of general hilarity and good will. A good deal of fun was had by all...even more by the eventual winner who, frankly, was a complete rude word and was instrumental in my characters icky demise...enough said. :-)