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Fight For Your Right to PAAAAAAAAARTAAAAAAAAY!

Amy Thurgood

It was PARTY CENTRAL in Shieldinch this week with every getting in on the celebration action. And the biggest by far was wee Conor’s fifteenth birthday. Awww, who else remembers their fifteenth? Party rings, fizzy pop…a dash of vodka and some hardcore drugs. Excellent.

Oh wait, you didn’t have that? Nope, us neither. But with a sister like Nicole, who’s surprised that she turned her ickle brother’s night into a free-for-all? It wasn’t even her party, but hell did she cry when she wanted to. And she wasn’t bothered about dragging everyone else down with her. Sneaking in bottles of Leyla’s old voddie (where has she been hiding that all this time? Did she learn nothing from the vomiting incidents?!), inviting unsavoury teenage types like Paul-the-Pill-Pusher and Harry-Styles-Lookey-Likey into her front room, then jumping on Christina during Spin the Bottle. It’s no wonder the poor girl got confused with all those mixed signals flying all over the place. Thank god Stevie Burns Shieldinch Superhero™ was there to save the day. As if the poor lad hasn’t had enough on his plate recently, he’s now got the guilt of Christina’s drug-fuelled fitting incident to deal with. Understandably he was pretty hacked off at Nic – but surely, this can’t be the end of SteCole? We’ve only just come up with a classic nickname!

And for once, it was Scarlett’s silence at a party that caused trouble. While Leyla downed those lemonades like it was…well…lemonade, Scarlett was troubled. Raymond might’ve taken his life into his hands by referring to her as an ‘old dog’, but it certainly gave her plenty of food for thought about the future. And the day started so well, what with all her ideas. Yes, Scarlett’s got ideas. We know this because she’d handily written down these ideas on a piece of paper very clearly labelled IDEAS. Just in case you weren’t sure. 

So, Scarlett’s got aspirations that don’t include pulling pints. However, they also don’t include dance. Jimmy, on the other hand, wowed us with his slinky moves. Perhaps if the taxi game goes sour we could be looking at Shieldinch’s answer to Wayne Sleep. Things seem to be at a standstill for Scarlett, but wee Madonna has star quality written all over her. Just remember though, she’s not the Madonna. Yet.

Meanwhile, in the Wibby household, Robbie was rocking the tweed while Will broke out the sherry glasses. Either these two are about to invest in some hunting dogs and a 4x4, or Will is serious about bonding with Liz over some classic old-lady-liquor. But BOO! HISS! Who’s this big bad wolf at the door? OH NO, ITS EDWARD! And what’s that in his pocket? BOO! It’s a nasty cheque full of nasty money for Robbie to take and….leave Will forever! NOOOOOOOOOOO! We don’t like this man. We just don’t. Then he had the cheek to sit there and drink their wine and eat their tapas? Party-pooper.

Next week, it’s an episode full of tricks and treats, as Halloween comes to Shieldinch. Lenny has a new threat on his hands and Raymond has to face up to life back at the Tall Ship.

Quote of the week:

It has to be….it can only be…quote of the YEAR let alone the week.

Stevie: Ho!! One Direction…Bolt!

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