'You two are anti-vaxers aren't you. Don't bother denying it. Even if you weren't my uncle and pretendy uncle I could tell you were just by looking at you. You're worse than Van Bore-off-ison and Eric Crapton.' Tuppence sniggered at his little joke. 'You know what - I bet if Crapton had found his brain cell and gone for his vaccination, he'd have said as he rolled up his sleeve - which would probably have been half rolled up already, as he would most likely have been wearing a 1980s icecream-coloured jacket with turned back sleeves over an Armani cap-sleeved T-shirt - ' and at this point Tuppence doubled over in fits of laughter - ' he'd have said 'will I be able to play the guitar after I've had the jab?' 'Of course' would come the reply, to which Crapton would reply 'oh that's good - cos I can't play it now!' Ah-hahahaha!!! Exit Crapton, pursued by a nurse waving a massive syringe full of extra strenf vax.' Tuppence gasped for air, hiccuped and dabbed his eyes. 'Oh dear. I've got hiccups now from laughing.'
'Got the time on you Geoffrey?'
'Nope. But can't we get him to leave?'
'Doubt it.'
Tuppence was in full lecturing mode.
'Anyhoos - I bet you both go down with the covid and have to get intubated and take up NHS beds and everything. Especially you Uncle Tuppy, what with you being a fat smoker and all. I bet you'll be on the TV news, crying into your oxygen mask and saying how sorry you are that you didn't take the vax.'
'Bore off Tuppence. It's all over now, bar the shouting and the vast barren economic wasteland. Maybe we can have a whip round for Stormy so he can open the Puff Inn again. It's all boarded up and Stormy's living with his sister Gale on the cliffs. It must be awful for him - he's spent all his savings and she's like Joyce Grenfell on crack, all cold showers, jolly hockeysticks and boiled cabbage. We need to help him out.'
'Well I could offer to do a fundraising gig with my band and put out one of our charity singles but from a moral standpoint I don't think I should,' said Tuppence. 'After all Stormy was at that anti-vax protest at the tourist car park with all the nazis and old people driving trucks. I couldn't possibly associate myself with him. He deserves all he gets quite frankly. Including the covid.'
'Dearie me Tuppence. That's an awful thing to say.'
'No it isn't. If he dies of covid it'll be all his own doing.' Tuppence removed the pistol from his belt and twirled it in expert fashion. ' And if he doesn't die of covid, I might finish him off myself.'
'Can we have our tea now? haven't you somewhere to be Tuppence - like an online meeting or a virtual disco or something?'
'Yes I do as it happens. I have to meet Alexa at the gender neutral toilets behind the tourist car park. We've been hired by the government to watch out for truckers, steal their wallets and shoot anyone who feeds them.'
IN OTHER NEWS - WORLD WAR 3 IS BREWING and vaxxing and anti-vaxxing is so last year. They aren't even talking about 'boosters' any more. How quickly the world moves on.
