Over the next three nights, the Victorian farmhouse fills up. Vampires from all over the world arrive at all hours of the night. Some arrive by car and some seem to appear out of thin air. They arrive alone and they arrive with blood companions.

I hustle during the day, charading with the mortal visitors to see what they need.

Out of six companions, only two speak English, a dark-haired, quiet woman from the Islands of the Hebrides and a boisterous Brazilian boy ...