Blog posts by year and month April 2012
All together now....AWWWWWWW! Now was that the sweetest thing you ever did see? Finally Malcolm got the chance to make Luscious Liz his blushing bride in a beautiful (if somewhat overcast) lochside ceremony. Welcome to Scotland! But it all could've been very different if meddling Eileen had...
Well, folks, what can we say? Prejudice comes in all shapes and sizes and this week it came to Shieldinch in skinny jeans. Wasn't that weasel pure sneaky, giving Robbie the eye in the cafÃ© only to turn nasty on the defenceless boy when his pal turned up. What a horrible thing to see happen to our poor Robbie and, joking aside, his experience of hate crime is a terrible thing that unfortunately does happen in real life. Here's hoping Robbie continues fighting the good fight and justice will come out right in the end. And it warmed out hearts to see the good people of Shieldinch rallying round our FMH (Favourite Male Hairdresser). Molly was her usual fabulous self, telling Robbie how it is and encouraging him to stand up for himself. You could definitely see the wee glint in her eye when Robbie gave her a cheeky kiss on Montego Street. Good boy, indeed! And then the attackers tried to have a quiet homophobic pint at the Ship, only to feel the wrath of our FFH (Female, obvs), the Haylster. She. Is. Not. Having. It. We don't know about you but we never want to be the folk that get on the wrong side of her, Jimmy and Scarlett. We at RC Towers were punching the air in triumph as Robbie stood up to his two weasly attackers when it looked like they were turning on Hayley. Be warned! If you mess with Robbie's BFF, you best beware. We were also very pleased to see the strapping DC Cooper standing up for Robbie rights against DCI Donald... In other news, Stella and Bob certainly have been getting down and dirty this week! What on earth was Stella looking up on t'internet?! Don't know about you, but the positions we spotted were not likely to get her pregnant. RC Towers did blush! With Stella demanding the nasty at specified timed intervals, poor wee Bob was naturally feeling slightly dominated. The flat might have gone all whips and leather if Deek hadn't encouraged Bob to chat through his feelings with his Mistress and ask for a little more romance and...um....gentleness. Maybe a safe word or two? Meanwhile, Leyla is still not at all happy. When is this lady going to cheer up? Ok, yeah, her husband's gone down for murder and left her all alone with her incredibly mopey step-kids who are breaking the sarcasm sound barrier, and her son never seems to be around and her boss is forcing her to be a phlebotomist (Is this something to do with the bahookies of Shieldinch?!) and her house is a complete tip and even when she cleans it no one notices and she keeps making Sir Gabriel of Brodie run from the room so fast he leaves dust cloud! Gah!!!!! Alright. We admit it. We'd be going nuts too! Though that was some very very intense wine-drinking while staring at nobody on the couch. Didn't look like she was having a good time, did it? Oh, Leyla, what's happening to you? Next week, the wedding of the year! Move over Kate and Wills, it's time for us to go hat shopping for the Hamilton-Buchanan nuptials. Nothing could possibly go wrong...or could it?! Quote of the week: Stella: We're going again in exactly....60 seconds time. 'Mon! And then again 55 minutes after that. Or 55 hours, I'm kind of confused. We'll just do it both times to be on the safe side, right?! **THIS WEEK'S BLOG WAS BROUGHT TO YOU BY GUEST EDITORS MAMY**
Ladies and Gentlemen, we are undone. If this was a 19th century novel, then everyone here at RC Towers would be very much in a swoon. Who is this hunky fella turned up as Robin to Donald's Batman? Why, 'tis no other than DC Cooper - and the DC stands for Delectably Cute. But dear readers, we're torn. We already had our totty in the form of Shieldinch heartthrob Sir Gabriel of Brodie. Who to choose? There's only one thing for it; it's over to our Graham for a recap of our eligible bachelors in true Blind Date style... Bachelor No. 1 - DC Cooper is a policeman for god's sakes. He looks great in a fitted shirt and chases down dim-witted criminals in a fancy-pants gilet. However, he's clearly the worst undercover officer ever - he's just too tall and too beautiful to blend in the streets of Glasgow. The temptation to talk about truncheons is overwhelming but we'll refrain at this point. Bachelor No. 2 - But Sir Gabriel is not up to much good this week. Shacking up with shady contraband gangsters? Letting teenage boys gamble? Drinking in the middle of the day?! He's turning into our resident bad boy - bit of rough Housewives Favourite! And he does have such lovely hair. Add to that his emotional turmoil over GeylaGate. He's a complicated fella, that's for sure. We must admit that the our new DC has got the advantage at the moment but oh Sir Gabriel of Brodie! We beseech you, come back to the light! The crown of 'Housewives Favourite' teeters with trepidation upon your lovely hair. But without Gabe's influence, the House of Brodie is crumbling. Rebel son Conor is getting crazy - skipping school, underage gambling, doing anything he can to turn against his Evil Stepmother. He totally misses how incredibly shifty and uncomfortable good ol' Gabe looks when he asks him to take him to the prison. Not only does he not get to see his dad, but horror of horrors, he's missing Example Live in Concert! The trauma was just too much and fisticuffs with Adeeb ensued. Nicole's solution to add sarcasm and stir helped not a jot. Thank goodness for Leyla and her salad bowl diplomacy. This never would've happened in Austen... In other news, Stella is having an 'is she/isn't she?' pregnancy scare and vomiting over all and sundry. Not even Scarlett's tasty looking lasagne was enough to make her feel better. But alas, there'll be no baby Adams rearing their head anytime soon - but who knows what's coming up next for Love's Young Dream Couple? Should we be expecting the delivery of a tiny Stella or a wee Wee Bob sometime in the future?! But true love can win out! Tell Cilla she can buy herself a hat after all! After his dream move to Loch Lomond was scuppered by the turbulent housing market, Malcolm decided to put down his roots in another way - Liz is about to become the new Mrs Hamilton. Tears of joy shed here at RC Towers as Love's Slightly Older Dream is preparing for the wedding of the year! Move over Kate and Wills, we reckon Liz has got her eyes on a carriage... So readers, Shieldinch's lovers and fighters can bring lessons to us all. Whether you're still looking for a DC of your very own, you've met the One or you're coming to love later in life, there's a chance for everyone. We're off to work out ways to get arrested by a certain strapping Mr Cooper. Next week, our Robbie and his feather boa are standing up for their rights, Nicole does nothing to break her sarcastic streak and Stella and Bob start paving the way for a wee bairn... QUOTE OF THE WEEK Stella: I'm late... Iona: Do you want me to phone Gina? **THIS WEEK'S BLOG WAS BOUGHT TO YOU BY GUEST EDITORS MAMY**
**NEWSFLASH** You'll notice a Tennant-shaped gaping hole in this week's blog...well, we've got some bad news. After Donald's (that's Detective CHIEF Inspector to you!) revelation to Lenny that he too has been partial to a bit of ViviFran action, Vikki just couldn't hold back....and revi...