You don't want to wear a mask? Fine. Don't wear it. But don't expect me to teach you. Or come near you without a mask until I can have a vaccine. Don't worry anti-vaxers. I will be first in the queue! Having said this I will meet you for a coffee and a 'tertulia', a wonderful conversation over coffee or a beer or vermouth. If you want,  go ahead and mix with dozens of other people who may or may not have the Coronavirus and may or may not catch it and may or may not pass it on to your elderly relations who may or may not die a horrible death away from their loved ones. Just keep away from me for now. For this moment I do not want play some kind of weird Russian Roulette, with my or my husband's health. You do your thing, I will do mine. See you in about two years.........oh, by the way, P.S. we were supposed to be in San Sebastian right now, celebrating husband's big birthday. Well, that 'aint going to happen but we are quite happy to stay in the so called 'hotspot' of Spain that the British and German and Belgian authorities advise everyone to stay away from...well stay away!! Fuck off and don't come then. Who needs you!! Go to Shagaluf, Magaluf. Maybe Spain needs to rethink its image and not be the fecking bar of Europe for the northern Calvinists. Who knows.