I haven’t seen Call the Midwife for a while so this episode may already have been written and broadcast. If so then my apologies in advance for being so out of touch.
However if it’s not yet been written then I predict an episode quite soon along these lines:
Dr Turner arrives home from a busy day saving the lives of women in Wincyette nighties. Mrs Turner is anxiously awaiting the appearance of his Ford Zephr in the drive, wearing her newly pressed pinny.
He comes through the door and is clearly troubled as brilliant minds often are. Cue much hand wringing and simpering from Mrs Turner as she buzzes around him gurning and rubbing her perspiring palms on her Crimplene™️ skirt.
The good doctor and excellent family man confesses to Mrs Turner that he heard Sister Mary Starched-Kickers sneeze in the cloister and he can’t be absolutely certain but he thinks there could be a pandemic in 51 year’s time. Mrs Turner starts to panic, grabbing her pinny and simpering more manically to the point where her eyebrow specs steam up. “But why, Dr husband?”
Frowning in concentration the good and visionary doctor responds, “I think it might come from bats in the vestry or somewhere forrin”.
Mrs Turner begins frantically mixing a cake in a Mason Cash bowl which was a popular bit of kitchen equipment at the time, her shaking wee frame pressed up against the Formica to steady herself.
Later Dr Turner takes his concerns to stern looking medical people sitting in a row in white coats who dismiss the visionary doctor’s predictions. Undeterred he returns home to their house and after patting each 2.4 children on the head the good father and visionary doctor, realising that he does not have the support of the medical world, begins work on a cure. He sets to work on the Baby Belling, poring over his medical text books and Mrs Turner’s copy of Mrs Beaton’s Book of Household Management until he comes up with some sort of a vaccine in readiness for the pandemic he has predicted that other medical experts have failed to see.
The good doctor knows his vaccine will be successful and he also knows the world will have to wait for series 93 to find this out. But in the meantime Mrs Turner, smiling manically, finishes starching the youngest child and pops the life-saving vaccine in some Tupperware for safe keeping. The future of mankind is saved by Dr Turner in time for tea.
The closing scene is of the wholesome family gathered around the dining table while Dr Turner recites passages from a 1957 Boy’s Own annual and Mrs Turner smiles indulgently and looks up at the great doctor like a sad puppy.
Or has that episode been done?