Pork Or Death?

The Boy’s Perspective: I’m all alone, zombie-apocalypse style, in the staff accommodation attached to a deserted bar in a solitude-inal ski town in the North Island of New Zealand. A few weeks prior a small dilapidated-looking black van had pulled up outside the residence and, after a short conversation with a ‘surfed out’ looking Yorkshireman, … More Pork Or Death?