This week’s action…..

Deadly was in the Valley, eating leeks and hacking up some fairways in the Hairy cup…..

The rest of the players brave the pandemic and venture out to the germ filled atmosphere, bound for Sprucefield….

Cally was his usual accommodating host, making sure all players were equipped with surgical masks, Kleenex, lemsip, alcoholic beverages and bowls of crisps– but they weren’t smokey bacon…..

With that 6 lethargic heads, take their seats at the table and prepare for the end of the world……

There was no pork scratchings or bacon fries, but Hammerheed (Swine) had brought some nuts…….of the stone cold variety, as he sends me doorbound with the cooler, straight on 4^th street for Swine, spoon on the river for me……

Next to take ill, was Irwinator, as he thought he would try some antiviral techniques in the form of 6-6, these antibodies were quickly broken down by Swine whose molecular structure of A-A was nearly impossible to crack……

The Professor had obviously been busy in the lab this week and had gathered in all the chemists to concoct a vaccination. The Prof was sure he had it, and confident to put it to the test, the formula he used was K-K, but once again this crumbled to Swine’s A-A…….

Cally had proved once again to be the host with the most, the only thing missing was a bottle of bubbley……..Oh hold on, no it wasn’t…….

Swiller, with a diet of Heineken and red wine, seemed to render him immune to Swine, and with a quick dose of Tamiflu the outbreak was over, diagnosis – pointage and noop…….

There’s a nasty bug going about…….Know thine enemy……