The World Cup may not be over, but normality has been slightly restored with the return of our Summer Bay buddies. Here’s a refresher:
Casey’s still sulking about being half Braxton, half Barrett. He also received a Union Jack hat in the post from yer wan in England. He’ll be taking another trip across the water shortly, so. On Brax’s advice, he’s organized a pow-wow with Big Mammy Braxton, wherein he plans to confront her about her daddy-concealing ways.
Tamara remembered that it was Zac’s car that hit her. Zac gave himself up to the poh-lice, and Oscar is wracked with guilt over his favourite uncle taking the blame for his own heinous crime. Evelyn is very calm about it all. Sociopath! Also, Hannah got Andy to bash the dints out of the car, making everything even more suspicious.
…is on tonight (RTE Two, 9.55). We didn’t make the cut but I’m sure there are plenty of wonderful insights into the world of Summer Bay, or at least, some sunny scenes to warm us up on this cold November evening.
Adam is some piece of work. He’s feeding Bianca “drugs”, and told Heath it’s nothing to do with him. Eh, hello Adam? You’re obviously not a local.
What is it that attracts baddies to Summer Bay? No-one has much money. Maybe they like the beach.
Heath is concerned about Bianca, but can’t be bothered sticking around to help her, not when there’s a Braxton adventure to be had in The City. So he dumped his problems at Natalie’s door. She tried to explain that’s not how counselling works, but Heath was deaf to her protest. See ya, sucker, sez he.
I’d say Casey is raging he can’t go on the BBA (Big Braxton Adventure). At least he made up with his bezzie mate, Sasha.
Mr. JP (ah what ya got for me) provided some light relief when he made a show of Gina at school, by inviting her to lunch on bended knee. However, circumstances conspired against them, so they had to make do with dinner.