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Day 63: The Rescue Squad rota takes its toll



All told, it's been a bit of a busy night for our beloved housemates.

The Rescue Squad task has seen our squaddies working shifts to ensure that none of their weekly shopping falls victim to circumstance. They've been saving groceries all night and all morning – grumbling, laughing, muttering and joking their way through sunrise and, when occasion demanded, jumping to attention and scooping up their supper from perilous situations.

Gina and Dexter saw in Day 63, working the witching hour shift. To keep their spirits up, referring to vegetables he nearly saved, Dexter kept making that "mushroom" / "much room" gag we're all familiar with. Gina's response was to comment on how "ridonkulous" the entire situation was. It's hard to argue with that point of view.

Sam took over from Dexter in the early hours. He and Gina nattered about all kinds of stuff, the highlight probably being a chat about which would be worse – being bitten by a tarantula or a shark. It's a tough call, that one. Heroically, Dexter rose again to take over alongside Charlie, allowing Gina and Sam to get back to sleepy-time.

Chexter chuckled throughout their graveyard slot. There was belching (Dexter: "I can't stop burping garlic"), there was singing of Peter Andre tunes and there was also a little period where they addressed their issues with each other. But soon their delirium turned to slight annoyance as the twins took a while to take over from their shift. Sophie joined the grumpy pair for a while, at which point Jack began to worry about what the sunrise might bring. His main concern was wasps and other stingers.

"What time do bees get up in the morning?" he pondered, looking worried.

Sam and Gina took over again not long after as the sun rose higher in the sky. Gina's favourite word, "ridonkulous" was aired time and time again but she and Sam struggled through until Charlie and Dexter took over once more. When they were done, the twins took to the tree house to relieve them of their duties. And on it goes, with the rota turning over and leaving our housemates slightly bewildered, losing track of time, dressed in blue spandex and working for food.

Isn't it marvellous?