Bugger Bunter. That was Sid Snidely’s first thought. Bugger Bunter for buggering up the party’s election campaign with his crackpot publicity stunt. The only possible outcome of being fired out of a giant cannon at the ninth floor of the Beehive was an untimely demise. You didn’t have to be a rocket scientist, or even a cannon scientist, to work that one out. Death was certain – and on that front, Bunter had certainly not disappointed. He and his political career had gone out with an enormous bang, followed by an enormous splat. What no one could have predicted, not even a cannon scientist, was that Bunter’s stunt would trigger an enormous gas explosion and
