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We continued up a short driveway the name of which escapes me (Melba Drive, perhaps?) and turned right – over the top of an ancient and revered tree. (I believe it had been planted by the founders of the University to celebrate some significant event or other – which no-one now remembered. It has been classified by the National Trust, I’m told. Yes, we were doing good work here!) We rumbled on a slight decline towards the Bailieu entrance – on the way collecting a couple of stray bollards (not yet classified by the National Trust). And then, as I squeezed the brake pedal once more, I drove past the entrance of the library and prepared for my pièce de la résistance. “What the fuck?” yelled Paul. “You’ve missed the doors. Now we’ll have to run the gauntlet of the zombies to get inside.” “Pas du tout. Du calme, mon ami,” I said. (Don’t forget that Paul and I could speak passable French.) “Watch and be amazed.” I brought the lumbering beast to a complete halt – without stalling it – and grinned at Paul and Charles. They didn’t grin back. Their expressions looked decidedly grim. For me, this next bit was the easiest. Prior to this day, most of my truck driving had actually been in reverse gear – shifting the trucks around the yard of the IPEC depot. So, reversing was my best thing – comparatively. And so it proved. In a single sweep, with skilful use of my side mirrors, I backed the truck to within a few feet of the library’s glass doors. I didn’t want to get too close – smashing through the barricaded doors would have been a less than desirable outcome – unless, of course, you were a zombie waiting to get inside and devour whoever you might meet. As I had been backing, I could see admiring – but definitely gaunt – faces pressed to the inside of the library’s windows. The zombies that had been milling about outside also stopped to observe my performance. Were they impressed? Who cared! I was enjoying myself.
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