By Daisy
Finally Sheila’s secret will emerge. That is, unless, the fingers of suspicion find their way to Deacon.Who would suspect Sheila of shooting her own son?
With Steffy’s pathetic side-kick, Meat Muppet gone, the field is open for Liam to step up for another round of Girlfriend Roulette. Hope will try and be understanding, at first, when Liam finds himself at Steffy’s bedside every day.
Bobi, if you are worried about the kids, I think Hope and Liam, or Taylor will mind them. Perhaps Sheila will offer to baby sit. I wouldn’t trust Taylor with them. She brought a sharp cactus into the home for the toddlers to touch, and she’s gullible enough to think Sheila had changed, so she couldn’t recognize a pedophile if he offered the kids candy.
Anyhow, we may soon see Brooke and Ridge back swooning over each other, shedding her saggy, sad rags, and back in bold colours.
Happy Easter. Drive safely. Woolif and I have seen more crashes on the highway this week than we’ve seen in the past 10 years.
Thank you, Daisy. Happy Easter!
Canberra has turned on the best of the weather for the Easter break. There is no place like it at this time of year.
I am Autumn cleaning.
The good news here is that all my efforts to reduce places for rats to enter has finally paid off. The bad news is that the rats have been replaced by mice.
I’m sure that Sheila can get away with murder. She is the best thing about this show.
I’m a bit over Deacon. Let’s frame him. Sheila will make a great baby sitter and she will be able to teach those future Forrester’s a thing or two: mainly about acting hopefully. Any day now they’ll suddenly be fully fledged adults.
It seems Steffy might stay in that coma until she has had her real-life baby. 😏
Oh c’mon Detective Doughnuts”. ALL of the family should be suspects so you don’t let them know that the video cameras didn’t show the crime.
Liam seems to be relishing the situation with all of his Pollyanna outlook and advice.
He’s salivating like a vulture in a carcas.
Steffy’s husband hasn’t even been shipped off to the morgue yet and Liam is already dreaming of what might become. It just ugh.
And speaking of Steffy, the ad under my comment is of some actress with her lips blown up and her cheeks overfilled. 🤣
I thought Liam was on the verge of committing some kind of indecent act without Steffy’s consent. For someone at death’s door , Steffy’s throat veins and muscles are working overtime.
So much of today’s episode was squandered on Liam’s whimpering work.
Now with Det .Baker leading the investigation , this could become a cold case.
Only the compromised roach seems to have an inkling of Sheila’s involvement, Maybe Douglas was wandering in that alley, unsupervised as usual.
Oh yes. They need to get Douglas sniffing around like a blood hound.
I saw a gaff today. I need to take a pic and see if you can pick it.
So much sitting around the hospital bed.
In the dark. With the door closed. Neither hide nor hair of a doctor or nurse. Is she supposed to be a dears door or what?
I might have to give it a rest. It’s just not interesting.
Sheila could have redeemed herself, but nooooo, she had to rescue Taylor, didn’t she. 😒
The gaff on Thursday was Steffy having a hospital drink container on her tray when she was meant to be in a coma.
🤣
Steffy looks very pregnant. Please, dear god, let’s not keep her comatose and in bed for the duration. That would be agony for all the viewers. This has already been dragged out for an eternity.
Nothing. Nothing happened.
The biggest event was Paris’s sudden transformation into Rapunzel.
I tuned in to the Rapunzel look this morning. It was enough to put me off my cup of tea.
Yep. It was Groundhog Day again. The only one earning a pay packet is Sheila, who’s nursing expertise may just get her off the hook. The patient is supposedly critical yet everyone and their dog is there. (Except dogs are banned on this show) Bitches aren’t.
Surely Steffy can point an accusing finger at Sheila. Just say something , ffs.
Liam was as pathetic as he’s ever been. Hope must feel like a shag on a rock with Liam’s preoccupation.
About time Finn had a funeral. That’ll be fun. His acting was as wooden as his coffin.
Another Groumdhog Day. Steffy’s not saying anything.
Carter pressures Rapunzel to marry Zende. The python in his pants has other ideas.
Curtain.
Oh my Lord! “Liam, my husband”. 🤣
And they will decide to let her keep thinking that and Hope will have to agree to it.
And Carter back to salivating for Quinn. He’s probably already replaced the couch.
I’m enjoying First Dates. I will even watch Goggle because they are commenting on it.
The awkwardness…..I feel sorry for them. I watch it
I was wanting an explanation for the hairy spider on that woman’s chin. It was reminding me of Austin Powers where he swatted it.
I just wanted to know what it was but she never said.
Oh well, a little amnesia goes along way. It’s sure got Hope * who’s looking great) pissed off. All these folk sleep with each other so much, it’s easy to understand Steffy’s “amnesia”
Bridget says “enough questions” but Rasper carries on like an incompetent Gestapo agent. Taylor’s advice to keep the Finn ruse going ……what book of insanity did that come from?
Sheila will be trying to organise some opioids to get into Steffy to muddy the waters more. Then there’s forgotten Finn’s funeral to organise.
How much funnier it could have been if Steffy thought Wyatt was her husband.
Curtain. Keep up the golden acting Sheila. These people are fools. Det Fatarse got no idea. Hasn’t figured that Sheila’s phone was in the dirty, squalid alley. Don’t anyone tell Katie
How does Sheila always gain access to business stockrooms and hospital store rooms. She has gone from holding private meetings, like the store room at the bar was her private gangster office, and now it seems to be the nurse’s lounge at the hospital. No one ever asks what she is doing there.
I read an article on previous Bold story lines. I had forgotten how many people get shot and the shooter gets away with it.
I had forgotten that Taylor shot Bill. If there was any remembrance by the writers, then maybe there is sympathy. Too much to ask?
I just don’t want a story line where Sheila can’t come back.
My biggest regret is that Sheila didn’t shoot more of these terrible actors…
Taylor. Taylor. Taylor.
“And it was so”.
Who can argue against the Word if God….I mean Taylor. She is a world renowned psychologist, so if she says that it’s necessary to hide baby Haze, and not let him see his mummy, and encourage Steffy to develop yet another post hospital psychosis/ addiction, then it’s final. Brooke…and sanity….have no chance.
And if course, being a professional, world renowned psychologist, she won’t be in any way biased.
Det ” Doughnuts” Baker questioned Steffy today about the night in question. Of course Sheila and Rasper were in the room. Irregular procedure there. Steffy gave Sheila the evil eye…….but this could be dragged out forever. It was made to look like Sheila was soiling her underwear.
Hope has to eat humble pie and “wait” for Steffy to “remember” Insipid Liam is ok with this.
Pseudo shrink Taylor’s out of her tiny mind but Bridget supported her “treatment” regime. They’re all drinking coffee from empty cups.
Waiting for Douglas to visit and say, “Hey, where’s Uncle Finn?” He’s gone to heaven. Momma sent him there. Curtain
Of course! I forgot about Detective Douglas. He’ll crack the case before Detective Doughnut has had his breakfast.
So … the police interview Steffy in the presence of her father (Ridge is her father, isn’t he) and Sheila.
That’s right. Sheila.
Why Sheila?
What not Taylor (the renowned psychologist) and her mother, btw.
Much as I love Sheila, even I am perplexed at this one. It’s the equivalent of getting some random in off the street to be the audience.
Same. The “interview” was a joke. Steffy’s not a “minor” or in need of an interpreter. Sheila will have to nobble Steffy with opioids….or kill her. I won’t mind.
The Forresters will have the money for the extra fees required to keep Finn literally on ice at the morgue.
Ridge is Steffy’s father……though there were probably paternity tests involved.
Wait! Dave! That’s not such a crazy thought. Shelia fed vodka to the alcoholic, so it’s only fitting that she syphon some heavy dope for Steffy to unwittingly guzzle intravenously.
Bobi, “inappropriate” is their middle family name 🤣
No one, not even Sheila is connecting the dots that this husband switching farce, is pretty stinky to Finn. Never mind acknowledging that her husband died, let’s pretend he never existed.
Finn has gone the way if Little Emma; gone and quickly forgotten.
OMG this is so ridiculous. I need Flo to donate a kidney just to break the monotony of Steffy out-rasping the Rasper, and pestering to go home with husband and daughter. If she thought Kelly was a shock, wait until she gets home and sees her son.
I was asleep for today’s offering.Sorry.
I thought I was asleep…..and dreaming that I was watching yesterday ‘s episode all over again… exactly the same.
I expected a Groundhog. Thanks
Totally GH. Sheila sitting in on the interview with Ridge and Dr Doughnut. Ridge running the interview process. Dr Doughnut not smelling a rat.
It takes a whole episode and a roomful of visitors to draw a diagram for Steffy about what happened in the Il Giardino alley. This will be unpacked again and again.
Thomas, Ridge, Liam, and Taylor take an eternity to tell Stefy that the meat puppet is dead. The genius surgeon who cured the roach;s insanity.
Rasper helpfully produces some wedding snaps to jog Steffy’s memory.
Of course, Sheila is present, In fact earlier in the show, she was alone in the room with Steffy. Even next level homewrecker Sheila cries as the penny drops for Steffy. I had the music muted, I thought Steffy failed in the acting stakes today, mind you, she wasn’t alone.
Curtain. Sheila better drug Steffy tout de suite before she gets more lucid, as predicted by a world famous psychiatrist.
Sheila seems to have the Gold Pass to Steffy’s room, inspire of Steffy being very open about her hatred of the woman. She was too vulnerable not to be told about Finn, but not so vulnerable that no one stopped Sheila’s incessant presence in her room.
And the genius psychologist, can’t see a problem.
https://youtu.be/3njBe4YBojs?t=22
For viewing delight
I’m waiting for Friday’s cliffhanger. It has to be Steffy suddenly remembering. Surely.
That would have been a pretty good scene of Sheila crying if the Botox wasn’t getting in the way. I could feel her tears.
Taylor does every scene as if she has something really painful sticking in her bottom. She must be one of the worst non actresses ever.
Cliff hanging Groundhogs again. Waited all weekend for Sheila to shoot some lethal dope into Steffy. She who hesitates……..
If Sheila could have just pressed the button to push a whole load of narcotics into Steffy’s arm, problem solvered. Instead , she makes a goodbye speech long enough for Liam to wander in and ask wtf is going on. There are cameras on the wall in this room of Steffy’s , btw.
No problem. Sheila is a qualified nurse , right? Just checking in. Sheila moves to go but Steffy says since they’re both grieving, why not hang around and have a pity party for Finn? Liam is less than heroic in this appalling scene.
Hope is annoyed how over invested Liam is in Steffy’s recovery.
Brooke is asking Rasper to come back home with but he has to “focus” on his shot up daughter. Not now. he rasps meekly.
Steffy’s makin’ suspicious eyes at Sheila…..but this could go on for weeks.
Curtain.
Oh my, you thought Douglas was annoying. The new Kelly is sooooo hard to watch. But at least Hayes is doing a good job; “Waaaah!!!”
There was a seriously good piece of acting from a crying Steffy. She might want to watch that. 🤣
Liam is there to pick up the pieces. The roach will move on Hope.
Missed yesterday. Sheila’s is still at large.
Seems Liam has moved into Steffy’s place, it won’t be long before he’s moving into Steffy. He gives nausearting little Kelly piggy back rides. Steffy looks average without make up, she’s just been shot and widowed but it’s time to move on and hold a hose again. Liam is guilt tripped into hanging around by a three year old.. Frantic Hope has been trying to contact him. The roach mansplains to Hope that Liam is in love with two women. He adds that Rasper has the same issues.That goes down like a turd in an L.A. swimming pool with Brooke.
Eric goes on an errand mysteriously, leaving Carter and Quinn alone at the Forrester Mansion. The sexual tension is palpable. They said this could never happen again.
Who knows what Sheila is up to ? Seems I missed a “crucial” episode two days ago.. Making funeral arrangements for Finn? Framing Deacon for the shooting? Curtain.
And the climax was…..
With a bit of help from Donna and a jar of honey, Eric’s pecker sees the light of day.
Really? I got a phone call near the end.
Well….now I know why Eric’s out playing pickleball so much. We get a whole eyeful of Donna in the skimpiest lingerie. Eric’s sniffing out honey.
Though she looks paler than a cadaver, Steffy is managing tp play Liam like a violin. Liam comes home to a stern lecture from Brooke and disapproval from Hope. Liam produces his “confused” look. He literally doesn’t know how to act.
Back at the beach house Rasper and Taylor are locking lips. Puckerball. you might call it.
Eric is getting dressed…..but stays for another game of “pickleball”. Busty Donna’s doing a fine job of snaring the rich old coot. Those aren’t Katie’s putrid purple push ups Donna’s “wearing”
Now we get spoilers at the end of the show. So I knows what happens next week…….and it’s not all pickleball. Curtain.
I voted today. Saved a real lot of time and exposure to people.
Ha ha, Dave. You’re hilarious 🤣
I was going to vote early but they have changed the voting places and now it’s too far to go.
Going “just here” first thing next Saturday to grab me a democracy sausage.
I’m going to a postal vote next time.
Out for breakfast in SW WA.
Bit of a cold morning, was it, Daisy? Nice picture.
Where to begin? Paris’s outfit and hairdo? In Australia that outfit and strawlike “hair” would be best seen in a paddock somewhere to scare off crows.
Quinn manages to almost top this as she crows over some hideous jewellery settings she’s “designed” to Carter. Thse two are on the road to pickleball.
Deacon visits Sheila. Jailbirds of a feather. Well,Deacon wouldn’t shoot anyone….except himself in the foot.
But it takes a world famous psychiatrist to allow unscheduled visit from Sheila the shooter Carter to proceed. Grieving Sheila just wants to see little Hayes, maybe she wants to shoot him, too. Kidnapping? Sheila gonna shoot the shit, yo. Gang bang time. Shoot the writers while you’re at it, Sheila.
Steffy at least is smart enough to tell Taylor she shouldn’t have let her in and that no way will Sheila see Hayes. Then we see Steffy try to act like she has a light bulb moment and remembers that Sheila plugged her own son. This could go a few ways. We don’t know if Sheila brought a gun in her handbag. We know 911 won’t be called. Taylor may even invite Sheila to stay for dinner. Psycopath and all.
Curtain. Paris and Zende are being mocked by wardrobe. One of Quinn’s “pieces” ditto. It was a piece of $hite.
Asleep today, however , my neighbour tells me Sheila made fast her departure before Steffy “remembers”.
Sheila tells Deacon she’s leaving L.A. I think little Hayes will be going too, probably somewhere down Mexico way.
Unless Sheila leaves a trail of doughnuts behind her, she ll get away with it.
Curtain.That’s all I know.
I think Steffy’s lightbulb moment was more like Christmas lights on the Christmas light street spectacular. They didn’t allow us a good night’s sleep; happy in the knowledge that Steffy’s “Wait, I think I am getting something”, might finally bring relief. But it was soooo close.
It’s not Friday, so we shouldn’t expect too much, but it seems the penny has dropped.
What? So Paris is deeply in love with Carter, but then immediately philosophical and calmly accepting of him choosing Quinn. 🤔
I googled…there really is a game called pickleball, AND there’s also a game called wiffleball. And one called tickleball.
Oh oooh.
Eric’s ball went out of bounds.
Cliffhanger….. 💡💡💡💡
Will Rasper and Taylor believe Steffy? That awful game of charades went on way too long.
Sheila just wants to hold little Hayes. Steffy says she’s gonna pay.
There hasn’t been a Forrester kidnapping for about a year or so. We might be overdue.
The old man who is in bed with someone whose not his wife, complains that his emotions are complicated but that the strumpet makes his life easier.
Or maybe it’s that, she is just easy.
Either/or. What does it matter. He’s got enough money that he doesn’t question anything.
What a great idea of Steffy’s to invite Sheila back over , rather than ring the cops.
Steffy!!!!! She has a gun!!!!
But don’t worry. Her Mum (the world famous psychologist) and Dad and two little children will be there to take any stray bullets meant for Steffy.
Sheila goes out to the beach house. Taylor, Rasper and Steffy reckon she’s a “sick animal” among other things. Maybe so, but she’s the only one in the room that can act. A wooden post would put Rasper’s work here to shame.Steffy taunts Sheila and lets her suffer.
Sheila doesn’t have her handbag, so I guess she’s unarmed.( Also when the meat puppet shooting was relived the other day, there was a bullet hole in him and blood coming out his mouth) . Not as I remember …he had no slug hole and no blood. C’mon producers.
You wonder who’s running Forrester Creations with Rasper and Steffy consumed and Eric playing the old and the beautiful with Cleavage. Quinn calls Eric and foolishly assumes Eric is at the beach club showering after pickleball. Donna hides under the covers like she’s done it a hundred times before. Quinn gives Eric a ring that she “designed”……it looks like it came from a Pepsi Max bottle.
It looked like a weekend cliffhanger til the spoiler for next week at the end.
The cops arrive and arrest Sheila, who on being told she’s prison bound, vows revenge. I hope she gets a lot of visitors in jail, like Forresters and Spencers do. It’ll probably just be Deacon, who is sneaking the odd drink at Il Giardino’s.
Curtain.
Great review, Dave. 😁. I read it aloud to Woolif. 🤣
It won’t be long before Quinn and Carter feel the lure of a game of pickleball.
Noted; Eric saying how terribly guilty he felt about betraying Quinn, but laughing happily with naked Donna, at hoodwinking Quinn when she called. I don’t know how she could mistake a bed head and sheets for a pickleball shower room.
Donna is lapping up the opportunity to do something other than “take the children out for ice-cream”.
Thanks,daisy.
Eric’s not guilty, he’s laughing all his way to the sperm bank, in thrall to Cleavage’s jugs.
Carter must be getting tired of being the third wheel. He’ll be couch crunching Quinn soon.
Sheila hisses back at her accusers and puts on a great performance of denial and blaming Steffy’s dodgy memory. Rasper summons all his courage to describe Sheila as a “filthy animal” At this point Taylor’s expertise should kick in and remind him that Sheila’s “not a bad person, she’s just made bad choices’ This is what Dr>Phil would say.
Eventually , Sheila confesses but no one rings 911, just more braying at Sheila and pitiful acting from Taylor ,Steffy and Rasper.
Sheila manages to freak Steffy out by claiming if it wasn’t for Steffy and her protectionist policy on Hayes and Finn, nothing would have happened. Sheila goes down swinging. It’s not over yet, because the cops haven’t been called. Spoilers have told us that the cavalry eventually arrives.
Curtain.
Ridge and Taylor take waaaaaaay too long to stop evil, but case Sheila from standing, accusing their supposedly very fragile daughter, if being to blame for Finn’s death.
Well, not too, too long as I have started watching on ffd this week.
So whatshisname is still alive. What a load of rubbish. I am so disappointed.
Finn is dead. Steffy is alive. Sheila in jail. Drink switcheroo quandary resolved. Make no mistake this is rubbish.
There’s a fortnight in one line.
Sheila’s a “heartless bitch”. Very professional for world renowned shrink.
Wyatt, Liam and Bill bond over a beer. They guzzle, but the level of liquid in their bottles never budges.
Yeah, my mum told me about The Returned ” a week ago. She peeks ahead then tells me 😑
OK. Now I get it. I kept saying, “hey, where’s the funeral for that meat puppet?”
Sheila will beat the rap, then. She killed no one. Innocent.
Free Sheila.
Small yay for keeping Sheila.
That’s if my mum didn’t get her wires crossed.
But yes, I think ‘no funeral’ lends weight to the theory.
Clearly , the producers want us suckers to think that the meat puppet has gone to the acting school in the sky.
In Steffy’s “I remember” flashback, Finn had a gaping slughole in him and blood coming from his mouth………but back when it actually went down in that seedy alley, no blood, no bullet hole. I mentioned this. Creepier than JFK getting whacked.
Blessed are those that have not seen , but believe. Ressurection of the Meat Puppet. He’ll spring Sheila out of the can.
I Googled this , and there’s lots of scuttle on the matter. Like Finn’s grave , I haven’t dug into it. What I don’t know can’t hurt me.
Anyway, I was shopping and didn’t see today’s effort.
🤣🤣🤣🤣
Oh my Lord, what a lot of Ground Hog wash.
Today was another Ground Hog experience. Those more fortunate folk not addicted to this terrible show are allowed to pick up the pieces easily.
The alley shooting was unpacked again for Quinn , along with the champagne switcheroo. Quinn’s awful dumb not to smell honey or Cleavage clues on pickleballing ace Eric when she stands so close to him.
Liam and Hope almost have a romantic interlude , before Brooke barges in. More gossip.
We’re told again and agai that Sheila’s going away for a long time. No she won’t. She’ll keep returning like a bad case of herpes.
Rasper refers to the meat puppet as a “hero”. Copious reminders that Finn’s dead. Steffy’s still trying to play match maker in her grief.
Rasper is conlicted between Brooke and Taylor. He’s as confused as a baby at a topless beach.
Curtain.
Almost like they’ve run out of ideas so they had to do a fast recap to figure out where they’re up to.
Stalling for some reason. Daytime Emmy?
Yesterday , the roach was brought up to speed on recent events and today, the producers have the whole damn barrell of crap recapped for Bill’s benefit. Endless reminders in the script that Finn is dead.
Meat Puppet Momma Li goes to visit Steffy and Taylor. Li sees red when she’s informed what we all know, that Sheila did it. Anyway, things are pretty sedate until Steffy mentions “memorial service”. Li gets uptight and very brusque.Steffy gets a “weird vibe” from Li, control freak for all her son’s funeral arrangements.
Li goes home and curses Sheila , then the camera pans to a couch surfing meat puppet, with the beeper and tube props attached. He looks comatose, but how would we tell?Li might keep this a “secret” while Sheila rots in between doses of verbal abuse from her caravan of visitors.
So . that was today, it was shaping up to be a groundhog. Only watch the last five minutes and the rest forget it, No widows, no murderers,ashes to scatter. Free Sheila.Curtain.
So let’s discuss the deviations from reality. My favourite part of this show.
In what world would a mother keep a “son” on the brink of death away from expert medical help?
Clearly, Mom is doing this because, when she saw her son dying there, her first thought was, “I don’t know who shot him but it’s important that I keep this a secret from the police and his wife and his children, and pretend he’s dead because I want to make sure that some random mugger goes free?”.
Obviously. I mean, what else could have been going through her brain?
Let’s also assume that there’s a couple of doctors and nurses hanging about because, as a reminder, shot and dying. All these people are risking their livelihoods, being permanently struck of the medical registry and criminal prosecution, for what? Pause here for dramatic effect.
And let’s not even touch on the sheer cost because, you know, America.
Now let’s move on the the prison system where any body and every body seems to be able to visit the prisoner, and when I say anybody, I mean mostly victims and witnesses, but no lawyers, whose job I have reliable gathered from my religious viewing of crime fiction is to tell the suspect (with emphasis on the word Suspect) to repeat the words, “ I’m not going to say anything without my lawyer”.
Body snatcher Li 🤣
Why not just clone him and let Steffy and Hayes keep the doppleganger. It’s no more fantastic than no one looking for a missing body.
I forgot the most obvious. Missing body 🤦♀️.
I feel like such an idiot 🤣🤣🤣
I hope they didn’t spend a missing arm and a leg on cremation.
Today we learned that the cheesy ring that Quinn gave to pickle balling Pop has a “fitness tracker” built into it. Let’s hope it’s advanced enough to monitor Eric’s heart rate go through the roof when he’s horizontal. He’s stuck in a honey trap, Donna namely.
Paris barges in on Carter telling Quinn that she’s everything a man could want. Things are looking up for Carter. Zende has already fronted Carter noting that “Paris has a thing for you”. Carter has choices to make. Quinn reminds Paris that she’s “just an employee”…..a dobbing one at that.
Taylor and Brooke have a stand off. Taylor sledges Brooke for her enlisting Eric to gang up on her. All for the love of the “artist” Rasper.
What a shocker of an episode. Catch Eric , get divorced, and clean Eric out of millions, Quinn. Curtain.
Taylor the expert tells Brooke to back off and give Rasper space; give Taylor space more like it.
Um, Taylor, he’s Brooke’s husband. Thomas warns Taylor that Brooke will try and get her hooks into Ridge. Yes, Thomas. He’s her husband.
Could Taylor be more annoying. Papa Eric has no time to get involved in the cat fight between his ex-livers, daughter in laws because he’s playing in a pickleball championship.
I missed the start but walked in to Cleavage declaring her undying love for pickle balling Pop. Cleavage even thinks he’s “funny”. Gold digger or old digger, you decide. Eric laps up the flattery like a starving kitten onto some milk.
Carter tries his hand at acting about his confused love life. It’s nigh unbearable. He reckons to Quinn that Paris is his best shot at family, children and all that jazz. He needs to convince Paris that he doesn’t want to pound Quinn on his couch any more. Good luck with that. ….and watch out for Mrs Thicket not minding her beeswax.
World famous shrink tells Steffy what a good idea it would be to split town with the kids. Steffy bleats that she wants one last look at the meat puppet. Well, he’s doing his best work at Li’s body snatching operation roght now..
Curtain.
I didn’t give this episode much time. I recognise that I have become prudish in my old age but all the boundaries that they are crossing with this relationship between Eric and Donna are just too much for me.
The writers are just not reading the room. I know it’s been a long time coming but the world has become less tolerate of “old rich white men” being entitled to take whatever they want.
This is a seriously, seriously old man cavorting with someone younger than his granddaughter, a power imbalance, the gaslighting of his wife, but mostly this is all being portrayed as Quinn getting her just desserts because she has strong opinions and Donna is showing the viewers that women who simper and adore their men will be rewarded.
Poor Eric. Quinn made him do it and retribution will surely follow as night follows day.
They need to kill him off. His character has become stomach churning.
I’m hanging in there because I have high hopes that Sheila at least will triumph – but wait, another strong woman being portrayed as mentally unstable – still hopefully she will leave many more bodies in her wake. The cast needs to be thinned out.
My fast forward got a good work out today. More workout than Eric playing one game of pickleball.
The meat puppet is beginning to stir. His eyes are seen rolling underneath their lids. You’d think his facial hair had grown during all this time….but no. Li’s had enough time to laser off all his body hair.
Prior to this was Eric falling deeper into the honey trap. Quinn and Carter still dancing around the inevitable. Steffy hankering after the meat puppet.
I agree with what Bobi said up above. The show is indefensible on so many levels. My doctor knows I watch. He’s got no pills for it.
Curtain. I can’t fast forward this bilge.
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The family knows Steffy has just been shot; a recovering addict who would still have pain. She’s lost her husband (or so she thinks), yet they cut her loose quicker than Clive Palmer calls his lawyer to sue.
No one, not even the father of her daughter has asked where she might be going or how long she would be away.
Nooo. They just send her off to look after two little kids while she “heals”. Utter nonsense, but hey, it was Taylor’s idea and she was the person who said, let’s bring Sheila home.
Ridge is getting the urge to join pickleball. He’s planning a game of doubles.
As if Ridge’s balls aren’t already in a pickle.
I saw Taylor in some terrible film late last night. I suppose she’s gotta eat.
Steffy will come back from enforced exile with a drug habit and a new beau. Thanks , world famous, meddling doc.
Donna exhorts Eric to leave Quinn. He has the choice between honey or money. Donna’s ample breasts are dangled in front of the old coot muddy the waters of decision. Will logic or his love lizard prevail here? Will he make the breast of the situation?
Carter still has feelings for Quinn. Yawn.
Ch 10 ran a spoiler. Sheila will be back soon, as she promised. She rocks up at the body snatcher’s place.
Rasper tells Taylor he likes having her around, while Brooke spurned has Deacon to comfort her. He wouldn’t treat her like Rasper, he vows.
Curtain
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Good post. Better reading than viewing.
Quinn’s fitness ring will catch out old Eric soon, if he doesn’t die of a heart attack being lured back into Donna’s lair for more pickleball.
Quinn meantime praises her luck that Eric is “so committed” to their shambolic marriage.
Never mind about pickleball. The Musical Beds they are playing ATM is so ****ed.
I’ve been waiting for something to happen. Donna’s little “I make no demands” proclamations all lead directly to the demands.
Ridge and Taylor gaslight Brooke. “Gasp, Brooke. Really, how dare you suggest this is any more than us rallying as a family to support Steffy”. Brooke leaves. Awkward moment. Then, “Yes (goo goo eyes), we BOTH, are up for it”. Bastards.
And now Ridge holds Brooke by the short and blondes, and demands that she cuts the possibility of Deacon being anywhere near Brooke, while he rides the Family ticket to Paradise.
Oh no. It seems both Evil Mother and Son will rise from the dead.
Hey, what about Mrs Thicket’s hair? She heard you, Dave. It’s now more of a thatch.
Oh, yes. Sheila has a prison guard admirer/sucker who’ll help her escape. Li went to rub salt into Sheila’s maternal wounds but dropped a rookie hint. We’ve been told numerous times that Sheila will rot in prison.
The show needs Sheila, a necessary evil. Enough soft porn pickle ball.
It can be Mrs Thatch now…… I was thinking of calling her Mrs Hair Straightener. I noticed straight away. She’ll ruin any chance for her daughter’s happiness with her interference.
I wonder if the thatch matches the snatch.
Here’s a brief rundown of recent events in L.A.
Sheila’s escaped from jail, as expected and hoped for. In no time , she’s at Li’s , demanding to see the meat puppet. Cadaver or ashes will suffice…..then Sheila hears the heart monitor and busts into the room where Finn and his stagnant facial hair is. Sheila thinks Li is “crazier than I am”. It’s a big call.
Eric’s been caught playing pickle ball by Hope, who’s given cleavage a moral lecture. Cleavage begs Hope not to tell Quimm. Three people can keep secrets on this show, so long as two of them are dead.
Carter launched a near sexual assault on Paris, torouble is , the ajar door let prying Mrs Thatch to see it all and she’s off to whine to Rasper about “harrassment”. Carter’s horny enough to mount anything right now.
Ridge and Taylor are furious that Sheila’s escaped. After all, they gloated that Sheila would rot in prison the rest of her life. Fact is she’s fawning over the comatose meat puppet right now. Det Baker is eating her dust.
I missed the second half of today’s offering. Winter…..wish I was in L.A., at Il Gairdino, behind a pot plant, listening to gossip. Curtain.
She commented something like, “.. and here he is, more alive as ever”. Um Sheila, not quite “.
Voice of reality just for a moment.
What did Li think was going to happen with Finn in the long term?
He would die and she would bury the body on the Forrester estate? In her backyard? Does she have a backyard? Isn’t she just visiting? Where’s her husband? Is he in on this? Has he noticed anything?
Finn would survive and she would trot him out as a Christmas present? Christmas has just gone. Maybe she would present him at Steffy’s next wedding to … I’m assuming wooden-face? Maybe Carter’s wedding to … oh, it could be anyone.
And Sheila would sue … everyone… for wrongful imprisonment? Is this perjury?
The police haven’t noticed that there is no body? In fact, they are nowhere to be seen.
I have so many questions.
I know. Expectations. 🤣
No wait…. “Still very much alive” were her words.
Very much??? 🤣
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Li’s “running out of equipment” i.e razor blades.
My post has disappeared………..just like Sheila.Maybe I misspelt Quinn and it was censored. Maybe it’s in spam, Juz. Sheila knocked Li unconscious. That’s gratitude for saving “our son”
I tried. Maybe Det Baker will find it. Sorry.
Every one at Forrester’s is still on heat. Carter has a revolving door to Quinn’s office. “I can’t live without you”. “No wait, I’m moving on”. “No wait. I can’t move on”.
Paris will be eating Quinn’s cold leftovers, and Mrs Thatch won’t be happy.
Li has cunningly decided to pretend to go along with Sheila. It was amazing how she heard my advice.
Sheila can add bopping Li on the head to her list of crimes.
Rasper and skinny , can’t act- Taylor are despairing uselessly in the mess room at Forrester’s. How about giving Steffy a call to make sure she doesn’t return while the Shecat is prowling LA.
She is amazingly thin, isn’t she? It can’t be natural.
I know thin people – my brother is a high burner – but even he isn’t that thin.
It looks like starvation thin and someone should tell her it’s not a good look.
I was told Taylor is, or was, a model.
Woolif needs to get into some light exercise. Naturally I suggested pickleball.
Late to the party here, but did you know that Carter is fifteen years older than Paris? She’s 23.
What is wrong with people? And by people, I mean producers who are doing the casting. Or is it the writers 🤷♂️.
As a side issue, I used to work with someone who dumped his girlfriends the moment they turned 30. Needless to say, he’s on his own now and complaining that women are just too picky these days 🤣🤣🤣.
Li could be dead………buy I don’t want egg on my face.
Don’t mess with Sheila.
Curtain.
Most enjoyable. Improbable but so much fun.
No cackling from Sheila. She’s too good an actress for that.
Still, I did it for her. I have no shame.
Hopefully, this is the avenue to keep Sheila on the show. If they send her to prison, I don’t see how she can come come back from that.
All in all, a most satisfactory episode. On 🔥
No mention today of the burnt body in the river. No mention of Sheila trying to tell a feeding tube from a catheter.
No, everyone is too busy micro-managing Carter and Paris’s love life. Everyone except for Eric, who didn’t take the bait because he’s on a honey bender.
Mrs Thatch takes helicopter parenting to new lows. She knows no parenting boundaries. She takes Carter’s bull by the horns and calls him out with the tenacity of a mum who finds her 13 year old playing tonsil hockey with the gym teacher.
I’m guessing that Li is still alive. This is a soap after all where no one dies, unless they ask for a pay rise or they are harassed on set and there is a need to protect the harasser.
I’m looking forward to her return. She did a lot of whispering to herself during the car chase which suggests they they might be going down the unhinged route. I do love an unhinged 🤣🤣.
My recap stuffed up.Nothing happened that wasn’t said yesterday
Murder, She Wrote. Not on this show,all about Carter’s love truncheon v Mrs.Thatcher..
Mrs Thatcher says she raised her daughters to “blah, blah, blah” and marry rich men.
At least we got a break from Donna dribbling and cooing over Honey Bear.
And meanwhile Li lays under water while Sheila monitors Finn’s recovery.
I saw a tweet calling Quinn and Carter, Quarter.
Surely the writers can’t pass up an opportunity like that.
What time machine has Donna been in. As far as I know, she has been in this show for a looking time. She is Brooke’s sister, but she has the body of a fit twenty to forty year old.
I’m glad Eric was sprung before he got to play the self-righteous honest guy.
Oh well, all’s fair in Love and Forrester Creations.
I can’t get over anyone agreeing to Cherrrllleee officiating at their wedding.
A two timing machine.
Sheila will crash wedding.
Whose wedding? I’m assuming Quarter’s.
The old dude isn’t divorced yet and would he really marry Donna? How many weddings would that be, just out if interest? Wait, wasn’t he married to Donna before?
I can’t keep up. I just don’t understand why they don’t write new characters and hire new actors. It would have to be easier than this constant interweaving … unless, of course, they think that the audience couldn’t cope.
Sheila could gate crash anyone’s wedding and it would make complete and absolute sense. 🤣🤣
Quarter’s. Charlie will stuff it up. It could end in an all in brawl.
I don’t blog when drunk, so what I got to say about Eric and Doona, I’ll keep it under wraps. Cheers.
That’s stretching it a bit calling them “actors”, Bobi.
My Bad . It’s Parter’s wedding. Told yaz I shouldn’t do this drunk.
It’s been hastily convened….even for this abyssmal pretense for a show.
The awful speeches we’ll have to endure.
Can’t wait to see her hair and dress. Obviously her hair, but mainly her dress. How awful is this going to be. 🤣
I haven’t seen tonight’s yet. Did Quinn pick up one of those pesky scooters and scoot to Paris a 4Quarter’s Wedding?
My guess is the Cherrrllleeee will have just got the not-loved up couple to say “I do for a few weeks”.
Quinn did but not sure if she got there before the rings were exchanged. I never realised it was so far to Il Giardino’s or that tightarse paedophile Eric would buy Quinn a car. Charlie had just said some mumbo jumbo and the curtain fell.
Now to the cheeseball wedding. Bill Spencer turned up. Rasper. Hope. steaming Mrs.Thatcher. Pam couldn’t make it ……a knitting retreat. So basically, nobody was there. Hope made an insipid speech, followed by Rasper’s even worse speech about Carter’s “impulsive” move. I think Zende was the only one to give a present. Tough crowd. More seagulls than people. Eric plays pickle ball with Cleavage instead.
Quinn’s pedalling as fast as she can to bust up proceedings.Her breast falls out, she’s pedalling that fast.Charlie’s drawing out the vows like a Cagney death scene to let her get there. She makes the doors of the chapel and….curtain. Crashing waves and all that jazz. What a show.
Lest we forget that there’s a homicidal maniac called Quinn out there and body snatcher in flames Li gulping for air on the riverbed…….but the Il Giardino nuptials and pickle ball scandals are more important to the pathetic plot. Sheila could be off like Hannibal Lecter already…….nursing her son.
When Finn wakes up he can choose between a body snatcher Mum and Crazy murderer mum, who has killed him twice, revived him once, and called it a win.
I fell asleep.
The bad news is Finn’s regained consciousness. Last time I checked he was making sounds like a wounded animal. Anyway, his beard hasn’t grown. Sheila’s awful contrite about the “accident”. Finn gibbers where Steffy might be. Sheila breaks it gently that there was a “shooting’….but no worries , her nursing expertise (and access to the prison infirmary) will suffice. In a blizzard of bad acting , Finn suggests the need for a “hospital”. It’s flashback time as he remembers what went down in the seedy alley. His eyes go all demonic when he realizes what an unlucky son of a bitch he is.
Sheila’s awful sorry about the accident cum shooting cum double murder attempt. Her love is so strong. Time for Li to show up with a baseball bat , I’d say.
No way can Sheila find Steffy rasps Rasper. Taylor blames herself for being such a fraud shrink to be taken in by Satanic Sheila. Rasper makes his escape to see brooke, Taylor hates it. Jealousy’s a curse,especially in L.A.
At Brooke’s there’s electrical blackout. Eric hasn’t paid the bill, caught up in prickle ball games.We’re meant to believe it’s Sheila with a meat cleaver at the door, but no. just a cheating Rasper.
Mercifully, we go to the curtain and crashing waves with Finn glowering ( well trying to) at the bitch who shot him.
Sheila unpacks more of the shooting “accident” to the writhing with pain meat puppet. Wardrobe have , I think, put contact lenses in his eyes to make him look real angry about something. (Geez, what could that be?) But Sheila’s so sorry and loves him so much. Besides, it’s Steffy’s fault. Finn gibbers the “h” word, hospital but Sheila’s having none of that. Finn’s heart monitor lights up like a Xmas tree every time Sheila tells him a bit more about the night of the “accident” Finn has more flashbacks than a 60’s acid casualty about who shot who in the dirty alley……but right now, he couldn’t scratch his arse.
Sheila will find Steffy soon, I’d say. Meantime Ham Jack, Finn’s father shows up at Taylor’s house.Strangely, he doesn’t mention Li in the pleasantries and sympathy, making me think he ‘s accessed an aqualung and pulled Li from Davy Jones’ locker. Ham Jack found time to shave his moustache off. Artiste.
Rasper and Brooke look like they’re going to get it on.Who cares? All those faces with egg on them about Sheila rotting in prison have come to naught. She’s having the time of her psychotic life. I say she finds Steffy soon. Maybe she’ll “accidentally” shoot Hayes. She’s literally running the show and embarrassing the other acors with her silky skills.
Crashing waves , curtain.
I could have phoned this in earlier…….but I whilst taking the evening air, trod/slid in a huge pile of dog, you know what and have been working harder than a Forrester designer to rectify my warm Ug boots. Right in the middle of the footpath.Shit happens..
The blackout, a crazy killer on the loose and a twisted ankle sends Rasper back into Brooke’s arms and lips.
You have your dog poo, I have Woolif snoring beside me louder than Rasper can rasp. How come no one ever snores on B&B?
Taylor was fishing for approval as she weakly takes on responsibility for her hopeless failure as a world class psychologist. She couldn’t recognise a stalker even when right under her nose. And “who knew she could be capable?” she bleats, of the lunatic who was imprisoned for attempting to murder her.
I snore all night and talk, according to a sleep study I did recently. Restless legs. It’s Steffy’s fault. I can change. I swear. Ah, I’ll take up pickle ball. No snoring, dogs, cats on B&B.
Hey, Andy Warhol is on Autopsy. Late but check it out.
I get massive restless legs. We’ll, not massive legs but I dance in bed but magnesium tablets fix it.
I tried the snoring machine but have it away. It was more disruptive than snoring. Those things you shove up your nostrils work. So does losing weight.
So much to unpack here.
I thought the make-up artist did an excellent job on Finn. It’s only a small quibble but I couldn’t see any bullet holes. How many times was he shot again?
Oddly, even at the brink of death, the producers demand that Finn flash his bare chest. It’s almost like it’s the only reason he has a role on this show.
Taylor is doing a lot a whispering. She seems to have taken an acting class from Rasper.
I was surprised to see Jack pop up. No mention of Li, of course. Has no one noticed a car accident or that she is missing? It’s difficult to keep track of the passage of time on this show. It may have been only half an hour.
Sheila’s as always is excellent: chewing the scenery. They are running out of ways to keep her as part of the cast. Surely.
I have a number of suggestions for dog poop.
Some golf courses have shoe cleaners. Steam cleaners can also work.
I know it sound odd, but WD40 can work. It kind of gets underneath and lifts it. As a point of no particular interest, that’s actually how detergent/soap works. I would be a bit wary about using WD40 on sheep skin so I would take care if this is your chosen option.
But my go to is the freezer. I would put the Offending Ugg in a plastic bag and put it in the freezer overnight. It will harden and shrink “stuff”. If you have access to a wire brush, brush while those bits are hard. The danger of a scrubbing brush is that it can force things into the sheep skin so see point above.
Good luck. I get so angry with the world when this happens to me.
Haha. I wrote my solutions to snoring them read your solutions for a poop troop.
This thread is proving very useful.
I am in a car wash ATM. Perhaps you could go in a car wash with your foot out the window, or your shoe tied to the bumper.
I wonder if you could buy dry cleaning fluid.
I used to own some but I can’t find it anymore. It is highly flammable so I may have turfed it and I don’t know where to buy a new bottle.
When we learned dry cleaning way back in the 60s, as I recall we used white spirits and water. It’s a vague recollection.
Who knew I would get such an avalanche of useful feedback on dealing with what repulsive owners let their dogs do? Thanks.
I’ve caught owners who will angrily deny their dog is the culprit when I’ve seen it happen at the park. Some bring their dog to le park just long enough to unload and then slink back into the night, no time for the dog to sniff etc.
Whatevs happened on B&B yesterday, I slept through it.
Yesterday love was in the air at Il Giardino. Taylor’s moved on quickly from Rasper to be being taken in by crestfallen Deacon’s sob story. She’s got a real weakness for convicted felons. Poor Deacon “doesn’t have his own place”. The flirting and frisson ensue as Deacon fantasizes aloud about a romance that would last forever.
Finn makes a feeble attempt to get out of bed. Mama bear has supposedly gone to get medicine. Finn thinks he’s outsmarting her and playing possum but like I said ,,,,a feeble attempt to bust out of his current nursing arrangements. As if Sheila willl go out in public,
Curtain.
Brooke is smart if that’s a fake moon boot.
Taylor scoffs at the transience of Brooke and Rasper’s feeble love. Yes, Taylor, unlike your strong and lasting marriages to Rasper.
Brooke points out the glaring fact that when it came to Sheila, “Taylor should have known better”. A lucid moment from Brooke.
And now Deacon has hooked himself onto gullible Taylor, who just wants to see the best in everyone”.
Woolif has a throat condition so he is now rasping.
Next he’ll be talking like Finn. 😛
Brooke is smart. She’s a “chemist”. right? The plot has moved on from yesterday …like a sloth.
Sheila’s besotted gopher at the jailhouse will get the medicine, Finn overhears it all from his bed. He flexes his forearms a bit to let us know he’s not happy with the neurotic nurse he been trapped by.
Deacon grooms Taylor at Il Giardino and today, Taylor’s bra is exposed for Deacon’s benefit, or ruin, depending what happens.Deacon might just diamond cut a world renowned psychiatrist (damage case).They’re passing like ships in the L.A. night. Pickle ball time.
Meanwhile Brooke is starting to have memories of the jailhouse gopher Det Sgt Baker mentions in relation to Sheila’s escape. Det Baker has deduced that it was an “inside job” ( Right, they couldn’t keep Sheila “inside”) Face it, if any of us spoke to a law enforcement officer as Rasper rounded on Det Baker, we’d be getting whacked with a telephone book down at the station.
Finn flexes helplessly when he hears that Mom has cops combing L.A. for her. That besotted gopher’s acting is real wooden. Brooke will have a light bulb moment in the moon boot real soon. I can’t remember the gopher’s name, either. He’s good with dogs, though , a rare sighting of a real dog on this show. How creative.
Crashing waves, piano and curtain.
Finn has just come out of a coma so his acting is allowed to be comatose. 🤣
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I’ll do a new B&B thread when Juz is well enough and ready to post.
Just can’t resist keeping up with these toxic inbreds.
Interesting point; where have their kids gone? We know that Kelly, Haze, Phoebeth and Douglas are kept in an attic, but where are Will and that other kid who came home from boarding school once. I forget his name but I think it started with C.
All rich kids are sent to boarding school until they are old enough to marry Eric.
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We need Bill back. I never thought I would hear myself say that
Quinn lays into Eric about him leaving her for Cleavage. Wyatt hears the hubub. Eric soon is annoyed that his idea of an “amicable divorce” sank like the Titanic.
Quinn in her tight leather black suit gives it to Cleavage as well. They’ll have to work together at FC.
Eric’s day worsens when Cleavage asks him to lunch and the old coote says he ” has a meeting” Heart attack inducing pickle ball ball is one thing…….lunch and conversation with Cleavage is a bridge too far. Eric feels the ball and chain weighing on him. He could have a gold digging control freak on his hands.
Moonboot , Rasper and Det Baker play detectives and Brooke ‘s inteligent chemist memory puzzles her . It’s an appalling. forgettable scene. Yes, daisy, I miss Bill. too.
Sheila has things under demonic control at Bodysnatch Central, laying out the plans for the broken meat puppet. He meekly pleads to see Steffy and Hayes. Sheila gets more unhinged and starts shaking and rocking the bed in anger, her nursing skills coming to the fore.
Crashing waves, curtain. Aloha “amicable divorce”
Brilliantly captured, Dave. If I wasn’t already watching this, I would watch it based on your mighty sword.
For all her talk of honey, and succulently posed honey pots, I haven’t yet seen Eric’s lush white chest hairs daubed and entangled in honey.
Good on Quinn. She is the first Forrester divorcee I have seen insist on getting a lawyer. No wait. Wasn’t that what started all this?
Quinn has an edge; Carter already knows the family’s net worth.
Oh, I forgot. Katy tried to get a share of Spencer’s and was successful until Bill screwed her over, and screwed her sister over…the kitchen bench.
I don’t care who they sleep with but not in food preparation areas. And that circles us back to honey.
Deacon has begun stalking Taylor, turning up at her office under the guise as a patient. Instead of professionally kicking him out,Taylor indulges him and tries to convince him he’s not a loser living in a broom closet. Deacon “can’t stop thinking” about Taylor. Taylor’s flimsy tops must have every sex fiend/loser/felon in town ringing up for appointments.
Charlie interrupts Quinn and Cleavage about to have a catfight up on the roof at FC. Later, Quinn describes Cleavage as “basic” and derides her every which way. Honey fetishes , you name it. But for now, Quinn has Carter back and she’ll be getting pounded on his gym apparatus soon. Funny how Cleavage’s cleavage looks bigger when Eric’s around.
Finn bawls to see Steffy “today” and Momma cruelly obliges by showing Finn a photo of Steffy on his phone. Finn looks like some kind of monster writhing on a slab. he’s got a “spianal injury” opines the nurse from hell.Next , Quinn shows the horrified meat puppet his death certificate. Oh well, he’s always acted like a zombie. He’s not happy with this but crazy Momma calms him down with an industrial dose of some kind of anaesthetic/sedative. Pretty soon, Finn is out like a light. I guess it’s time for li to turn up with some snake oil to bust the meat puppet’s state of suspended animation.
Crashing waves, curtain.
Make that “spinal injury”…..we thought he got shot in the side of ribs. Minor detail, not that it ever matters….
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Haha. Did Mick Jagger ever regret those silver track pants. My retinas are burnt with the brilliance.
But very apt song for Sheila. She is sure one hell of a captor, and loving Mom. And I think she gave Finn a shot of toilet duck.
Pants by Forrester Creations.
So Taylor, the world famous psychologist, having just been burned by one ex con ingratiating herself and crossing all boundaries to worm her way into a stalker/ psychologist relationship, learned ah zero from that because now she coquettishly, coughs up her private thoughts at the first serve if his bad boy charm, to Deacon. I’m surprised she didn’t do a Sharon Stone. That would have exposed her deepest emotions.
I will have seen this episode twice. Deacon is a wolf talking to Litte Red Riding Shrink. Last week Rasper was the love of her life. Thsi week it’s a drunk, felonious loser.
Twice now Sheila has mentioned that Li’s body hasn’t been found. Hell, she’s even “scoured the internet” .Sheila gets Li’s answering machine. I say Li won’t be dead and saves the meat puppet from a toilet duck overdose at the eleventh hour.
Rasper takes all the glory for spending gazillions on security. Even grizzly Bill at the Il Giardino death scene gives props for that. Bill is wise to the psycopathy of Deacon. Rasper wipes Deacon in front of Hope.
Dr. Deacon makes this a changing day in Taylor’s life. How long before he moves into her house?
Sheila’s gopher from prison is lovestruck and paranoid about going to jail. Sheila has an arsenal of scowls and evil looks pondering her narrowing options. To be or not to be, that is the question facing the helpless meat puppet. Bravo to Sheila ‘s work. What a sinister bitch from hell with her toilet duck strategy.
Lover boy con helper let’s Sheila use HIS phone to call a probable (we don’t believe it) murder victim, this ensconcing himself even deeper into Sheila’s land of incrimination.
Friday’s episode was a snail’s pace. Mike Guthrie didn’t rolll over , in spite of Det Baker’s offer of leniency in sentencing for info on Sheila. The other event was Sheila forcing the meat puppet back onto the slab after a feeble struggle for freedom from Finnkenstein..
Today, we find that Steffy is in Monaco. Wyattt and Bill go to dinner and Bill thinks paying the bill will make up for the years of paternal neglect. Wyatt asks about Bill and Katie. Mind you father and son have both known Katie in the Biblical sense, whilst both sons and father have done the same with Steffy.
Rasper doesn’t know what circumstantial evidence is( after all these yeras, plus with Carter as best friend). He visits Taylor and Thomas and a call comes in about Steffy. She’s in some depressive mental health rehab joint 24/7 in Monaco . World renowned shrink Taylor is bullied by the clinic nurse of the new Svengali, “Dr. Rousseau”. Odds on he’s bad seed. Taylor can’t talk with Steffy but is assured her and the precious children are all together under the watchful eye of Dr.Rousseau.
Sheila again gives a masterful job of breaking it slow to the meat puppet , who asks what happened to Li. Sheila blames others for making her do things she regrets. Like shooting people and chasing Li ,forcing her off the road. Sheila tells Finn that Li is dead.
Bill leaves the restaurant and once again , there’s a seedy alley nearby. He hears some rustling and groaning and thinks maybe he’s going to get robbed. He’s ready for violence, full of seafood and all.
But no, it’s the moment we’ve all been waiting for. It’s not Vinnie the drug dealer. It’s not Emma. It’s body snatching. Li, writhing and groaning in some kind of pile of what looks like nautical equipment. I don’t recall her in a denim suit when she went into the drink……what the hell does it matter. We knew Li was coming back………for her son. Sure. we thought she was cramated in that explosion.
Depressed in Monaco, hmmm? I smell a rat .
Curtain. Crashing waves.
Cremated. Edit button beat me in all the alleged excitement.
We’ll, well. Déjà vu. Another body behind a restaurant. Never mind that we were wondering why would Wipes and Long Lost Papa go to a different restaurant when everyone only ever goes to IlGiordinos? Why would Richie Rich Wipes and Daddy Warbucks Bill eat in what looks like a pretty schleppy place by the river? Was it for the plastic lobster on the wall or their fresh fish and crispy chips?
No it’s because that is where you can get barbequed crash survivor Li.
Then Taylor and Rasper accept a complete stranger calling to say that they have their daughter and grandchildren but their therapy requires isolation from family and friends. As did David Koresh and Jim Jones. No red flag there.
Taylor reasons that because she Googled the nuthouse Stefy’s being kept in,they must be okay. Rasper even frantically rasps they go to Monaco….Brooke would love that. Rasper tells world renowned shrink Taylor not to beat herself up for sending a grieving ex prescription junkie on her own to the other side of the Atlantic.
Bill plays Good Samaritan to Li and takes her back to the sumptuous , heavily guarded Spencer mansion. It’s like Bill has taken in a stray cat. He could at least offer her a shower but he plays twenty questions about who she is and the “f” word ,that is “family” on this god awful show. Li’s not one for conversation since her car was blown to smithereens and sunk. Anyway, as usual, Bill wouldn’t want to bring in the authorities, so he listens to Li gibber like a chimp with possible amnesia.
Sheila’s already shattered mental state hasn’t improved, she dislikes Finn asking about Steffy. Finn hurls insults aplenty . but can’t get off his arse because Mommy might sedate him with more Toilet Duck or Round Up. It’ll be another “accident”
Bill continues interrogating Li. Bill’s a magazine magnate, not a social worker. Mericifully, crashing waves and curtain.
Oh yeah, they can’t make yet another injured Forrester have amnesia (list them all starting with Liam who believed he was married to Quinn), so instead they just have Li in some kind of shock where she can’t speak. Bill should give her a prescription pad and see if she can write.
Sheila is digging deep to summon all of her motherly love so that she doesn’t have to get her rogue prison warden to carry Finn out in a garbage bag.
Oh puleeeeease. Get on with it. Another person who has amnesia and trauma thanks to Sheila. Another person who takes at least 4 episodes to spit it out.
And Mike is really stupid. He let Sheila use his phone to ring Li (very traceable), and he goes straight around from work to the current crime scene, in uniform, with his name badge. Oh yeah. No trail there.
How about Bill’s doctor friend? Concluding that Li’s been traumatised~ a gorilla could see that.
Not really a thorough check-up.
Bill hasn’t even contacted the police missing person’s bureau, not that Li has been missed. Even her doctor’s work schedule doesn’t seem to be a problem.
Sheila once again has escaped ,thanks to lover boy Mike’s hepl and slack arsed “we’re looking into it” Det Baker stopping to buy doughnuts on the way to arresting her. Li gets knocked out for her trouble. Mike unties Sheila and she’s off like a bucket of Californian prawns. The operation fails.
Bill and the meat puppet board Bill’s jet, bound for Monaco. The meat puppet hasn’t even bothered to shower yet. Rasper and Taylor are on the way there, too. Taylor gives Rasper a good view of her breast to make the trip more pleasant. The mile high club wouldn’t be off the table here.
I guess a jet crash is on the cards. Everyone will survive, regardless.. Get the beepers going. Curtain.
Oh my GOOOOOOD!!!!
Get that woman off! Taylor should be the villain. That way I could.yell away at her for being a baddie instead of a dreadful ‘actress’ playing a sicko psych who can’t see a red flag if Mike hit her over the head with one. And her constant seduction of Ridge; 😫😫😫😫
Also, if I was Finn I would say “Thanks A lot for looking after my wife. Not”.
Stick insect predator Taylor seduces Rasper in Monaco while Brooke is back in LA , eating pizza with Eric, Liam and Hope.
The sickly sweet silent slow motion reunion of Finn with Kelly and Hayes.Fast forward this.
I hope that broad in sunglasses standing at the beach isn’t Steffy…….but Sheila.
It was all very suspicious how Steffy went missing. I thought the strange retreat had kidnapped her. They aren’t on Dr Phil’s list of pony camps.
Yes, Dave. The Predator. Apt name for Taylor, as she appears to be grooming Ridge, and doesn’t he just drink it up.
That woman has so many moves, and they are all in the name of Family.
Expect the perfumed predator to strike today.
4 year old Kelly and 1 year old Hayes can act better than Taylor. Hayes’ distress at watching Taylor was so convincing that he had to be removed from shot.
Taylor continues grooming Rasper with her sentiments of family unity, snuggles, gazes, sexy moves and BAM! There we have it. The Predator in linen pants strikes her victim.
Meanwhile Brooke tries, but fails to stick to hypocrite Rasper’s rule of ‘no Deacon’.
Deacon needs to run, not walk to Detective Baker, and interrupt his doughnut brunch to alert him of Sheila’s whereabouts.
Friday’s cliff hanger is about the cheesy blended family reunion in Monaco. Happy snaps are sent to and from to the U.S. These children pretend they recognise their parents, biological or not. I’d rather be raised by a Great White Shark than a Forrester or Spencer. Better being raised by wolves, Dr.Phil would say.
Brooke returns a photo that rocks Rasper ,because Deacon features in it. Predator Taylor sees Rasper lose the plot and ushers him out to take in the Monaco air. Pretty soon Rasper is being led into a world renowned Penis Fly Trap.It’s kissing, long and passionate……just like weak Rasper on his drunken binge in Vegas with $hauna. Rasper’s wedding vows were real brittle confronted with the flimsy top and flirting Predator. If only Brooke could see this.
Deacon says nothing about harbouring Sheila at his digs. i don’t know where she is…..nor does Det. Baker, who at Deacon’s door was as easy as a Jehovah’s Witnesss to get rid of.
The rest of the show is the meat puppet and Steffy getting close and personal in romantic Monaco. The meat puppet needs to watch out for those Joker iips.
Curtains, crashing waves. The ruination of Rasper in Monaco. Destiny imploding again.
Tuesday, Ridge is still a cuddlesome family unit with The Predator. Brooke must even endure her being brought home to her house, where “family love” doesn’t qualify as a reason to visit each other…or kiss, to the Brooke, Hope Deacon triangle.
Finn and Steffy are home kissing but when Kelly shouts “Mum”, Steffy must jump (no way). Finn jumps instead. Baby Haze hates his job. He is crying again, even without his scarecrow grandma doing her scary wince.
Cater and Quinn are dead boring in bed, but it’s an opportunity to notice their immaculate, white choppers.
We haven’t seen Eric or Donna, so they are probably stuck together with honey. Eric has given up his pickleball membership.
I turned on Bold for the first time in weeks.
It was like a bad version of porn. 🤢
Sadly, this week begins with more bad porn, it’s the post coital glow of Steffy and the meat puppet as well as Liam and Hope. Li and Thomas ruin both of these afterglows. Steffy’s got it in for Li. Hope and Liam have forgotten Thomas is a psychopath.
We have a new actor playing Douglas. Watching Grandma kissing Santa Claus must have pushed the last one over the edge.
Det Sandwichez is back. He calls a family meeting to discuss Sheila. “We’ve located the fugitive”, he crows. We have to sweat out the ad break first….
Liam and Hope try more porn but Douglas spoils that with roach in tow. Thomas fills his head with paternal blather.
Sanchez says Sheila has left L.A. In fact he’s convinced Sheila has been attacked by a bear and has photos to share of her remains. Can youse believe this?
Do we need Douglas to blurt that “Sheila is alive”? We can take it to the bank that Sheila would kill any bear first before it killed her..
The roach wants more time with the new Douglas. Too late. He’s seen too much, too soon. He’s screwed up good and proper,ever sice Thomas scared him with a ghost trick.
Sandwichexz brandishes one of Sheila’s toes as proof of her demise.Flashbacks to many of Sheila’s seedy misdeeds….in glorious black and white.
Crashing waves, curtains. More than a viewer can bear.
Sheila is alive.
And today, Sandwichez tells everyone, “I had hesitations about bring you Sheila’s toe”, and just like Salome’s stepdad said at the presentation of John the Bptist’s head, Taylor said, “I’m glad you did”.
She spoke for the whole group in endorsing the revelation of Sheila’s (or someone’s) gnawed digit. But she’s the expert.
Just as Sheila had an ex-boyfriend in the poker, she seems to have a friend in.the police DNA lab. BTW, I have seen on true crime docos that DNA matches/ results actually take more like a year to get done. But hey, a bear ate Sheila, so who cares about reality.
News of Sheila’s “death” spreads around L.A. It’s a time for celebrating for these suckers.
Hope starts stressing Liam out at Il Giardino about the roach’s plans to move Douglas out and subject him to more emotional abuse. Deacon interferes.
Li thanks Bill for saving her. She tells a dubious Bill that Sheila’s dead. She thinks he’s “kind”.
Curtain.
Douglas wants to go home, but Hope says Beth needs him. That’s a bit dodgy. Is he a young king’s companion?
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Ridge explains to Brooke why he had to kiss Taylor.
Brooke looks aghast.
And as Dave would say…….”Curtain”.
😳🤣
Oh dear. I reeeaaally need Sheila to limp over on her good toe and finish the job properly with Steffy, Hope, Taylor and any other annoying Forresters.
Mama’s back……minus a toe.
The Forresters and Logans are at war about the living arrangements for the rapidly ageing Douglas .I’ve said before it’s better being raised by wolves.
Predators roam L.A. at the moment. Firstly, Sheila has turned fellow felon Deacon into a sex slave….he just manages to get away from her to clock in at his job. Sheila offers him filthy lucre, who knows where from.
There’s a family party at Eric’s house. Rasper, Taylor, Li, Cleavage, Meat Pupppet, Steffy , roach and a couple of brats are living it up. Cleavage wants to unveil what we think is her portrait going over Eric’s hearth. Instead it’s a painting of the old pickle balling pervert himself. Cleavage gets brownie points for this…. but she ‘s a predator with big breasts. The roach hijacks the occasion to make a boring , arse licking speech of gratitude to all.
Taylor’s the other predator working on Ridge at the party. She has flashbacks to the kiss in Monaco….. and Ridge doesn’t.
Meantime Brooke has had her breasts lifted ( her rack looks bigger than Donna’s) by wardrobe for a bitch session with Hope about Taylor. Brooke’s worried that Taylor is undermining her already bad marriage.
Hope goes to visit Deacon and barges in .She sees Sheila but the evil one has her back turned, with a fistful of Deacon dollars inher hand for her jailbird gigolo.
Curtain.
Dave, your recounts are priceless.
Yes, Douglas certainly has skipped a few grades. He just lives to kick a ball with his dad. Yes, lives. He might look 3 or 4 years older all of a sudden but he is behaving as innocent as baby.
Well spotted; Donna’s manoeuvring herself into the top spot. A good thing that she was there to phone Brooke to let her know someone was manoeuvring, and wriggling her way, hands in pockets, then all over Ridge any chance she gets, and then some.
Thamks, daisy. Been a long , cold winter.
I don’t Luke the blue and white dress, but it sure looks great on Brooke. How does a woman her age look so good around the bust and arm bits? Not even a tiny crease or fold. Her back looked flat too.
So Deacon has fallen deeper into the spider’s Web and introduced his new girlfriend to Hope.
I watched the toe episode. I just loved the unveiling of the toe.
I can’t imagine what this show is going to be like when Sheila is put away again (surely this can’t be avoided).
Ha ha, today Sheila looked like Miss Penelope from “Thunderbirds”. Her face couldn’t move.
I was waiting to see her rip her had of again, like a resident alien.
Her name’s ” Lina” and unless she’s standing there wearing thongs, Hope will never recognize her. Latex Lina was all set to plunge a pair of scissors into Hope yesterday.
Rasper unloads a hate Deacon tirade for Brooke and Liam. Poor Ridge gets a lot of camera time….but he fails to act. literally. They’re arguing a lot over Deacon. There’s bickering over Douglas , too. Soon Hope walks in and divulges that Deacon has a new woman in toe.(boom boom)
Carter and Quinn are still in love. Looks like Quinn could get banged on that big “dinner” table. Carter needs to work out. He should be writing up Eric’s divorce papers.
Deacon tells Latex Lina to get the hell out of his dump but he’s mocked for being “panicky” and gets invited for a hot shower to destress. So the nosy Forresters, Logans and Deacon’s parole officer know he ‘s hooked up. These people swallow the goosip.
But……Sheila got killed by a bear, right? Another doughnut for Det Baker,please. Curtain.
“In toe”. 🤣
“One toe over the line sweet Jesus, one toe over the line”.
This little piggy went to market
Il Giardintoe.
I’m toe-tally down for all these puns.
If I was a writer on this show, I would be weaving them in and out of the narrative just to relieve the boredom.
Ha ha, today Sheila looked like Miss Penelope from “Thunderbirds”. Her face couldn’t move.
I was waiting to see her rip her head off again, like a resident alien.
Hope sensed that something was afoot, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
Noooo. A step too far. 🤣
Toe soon?
Sheila will soon be in court shoes.
Or bear feet
🤣
I hope that Detective Doughnut has put that toe on ice. Sheila will be wanting it back.
If not, watch out Deacon. Sleep with one eye open and hide the scissors. Any toe will do.
My ttv ads ATM are ‘soaking your feet in vinegar’.
It’s like they can read your mind.
The roach and Steffy are over invested again in seeing Rasper and Predator hook up. Hope steps in to threaten them that if they bust Brooke’s marriage up there’ll be hell to pay.
Liam has his head screwed on and reasons that the roach is damaged goods. Brooke ditto. Hope is a fence sitter with the roach now. Danger.
The Douglas custody battle goes on. The little brat has been bribed with baseball cards , outings , wild paries with “family” at Eric’s. ( Now a very youthful Eric was on Murder, She Wrote earlier today. He struggled to act his way out of a paper bag. Nothing has changed) Eric even thinks Douglas is a new “artist” in the family pedigree.
There’s a few freeloaders living at Eric’s now. Rasper could move in, along with Hope.
Last week was marred by a pitiful display of acting with just Zende and the Meat Puppet in a scene by themselves. They celebrated that Sheila is no longer with us. Yeah , right. The loser in latex is everywhere, boys. Deacon can’t hold her in his slum while he’s mopping at Il Giardino.
Sheila’s literally going out and getting off her face. Last week she crept into the beach house and fondled little Haze. I’ll admit I wanted her to kidnap him. She’s real crazy.
Tonight we went to the curtain with The Predator about to consume the head of her designer prey. Thomas and Steffy need to get lives. They are hell bent on forcing the dressmaking dolt and world famous shrink/ home wrecking predator together.
Bill goes to Brooke for advice on how to get Katie to “open up” to him. I got the feeling Bill is still angling to get back with Brooke, who’s possibly going to be dumped by Rasper , who’s on a slippery slope with The Predator. Brooke looks pretty hot….compared to Katie. What a carnal conundrum for the frustrated stallion. I thought he was going to romance the body snatcher.
Hope talks a tough game to a defiant roach and Steffy , who are infantile in their desire to see their biological family of freaks back as one. Hope won’t stand by idly and let two spoilt Forrester adults ruin another Brooke marriage. Do Steffy and the roach behave like fit parents? Nup.
Rasper croaks to his predator that he’ll always love her * The world famous, genius shrink coos that he loves two women. Just like every other male on this show from hell. Surely Rasper can change….just like Doc thought Sheila would.
At this point, I had an incoming phone call and may have missed crucial footage before the crashing waves. Curtain.
* The three greatest lies/lines on this show….
“I’ll always love you”
“Family is everything”
“We don’t have to worry about Sheila any more”
And today I expect to see Ridge, engorged with rage, The Predator’s (but “she’s not like that) perfume still clinginging to him after his ‘2” distance between’ them platonic conversation about undying love, assault Bill and Brooke with a blast of raspery, self- righteous indignation.
Hahaha.
“We don’t have to worry about Sheila anymore”.
Here’s one; “I’m married to Brooke now”. 🤣
Child Protection Services pay an impromptu visit to Eric’s mansion to check on the welfare of little Douglas. He’s been spoiled rotten and being hailed as some designer prodigy designer by Rasper et al. Nurture wise, he’s in deep shit.
Trouble is, the roach has been allowing little Douglas to play with knives, all part of being a priveleged Forrester. Rasper’s in damage control and furious that the authorities are involved. We watch enough Dr.Phil to know that C.P.S. are bad news. Dumb as he is, he knows that even a gorilla can tell that the roach is an unfit parent. He’s the Prince Andrew of the twisted, insane Forrester clan. Next week , Douglas will be encouraged to use meat cleavers.
Hope is still on team roach….a lost cause. Rasper decides that some bastard has dropped them in it and he rings Brooke to ask if it’s her that’s dobbed to C.P.S. How many times has the Rasper shot himself in the foot? His grandstanding on the Douglas issue is repugnant.
Don’t miss Paris’s awful blue dress or the pitiful acting by Steffy and the meat puppet. The women have all been hit hard with the hair straightener today.
Who’s the dobber? I’ll say Deacon.
Curtain.
My immediate ‘dobber theory’ (I must think like dastardly Thomas) is that Thomas dobbed on himself in order to let people blame Brooke.
Charlie is still bumbling around. He had a hard time getting a clue, to buzz off.
CPS do a great job of alerting Douglas that he needs to be worried. But Rasper sets them straight. Still no dresses being designed.
We finally got to see someone watches tv in LA and it’s Sheila. On Friday she told Deacon to get out of the way so she could see her favourite programme. 48 Hours?
I reckon you’re on the money ,daisy.The roach is pulling the strings now, a while back he was pulling himself over a mannequin of Hope. Here, son. have a knife to play with….
Rasper’s first instinct is that Brooke wouldn’t lie, but the roach is gaslighting him and even gets some ex dogsbody from FC who now works in welfare to bedazzle the rattled Rasper even more with a fake phone call from Brooke to C.P.S. Walter the stooge bleats that he would only do this and suck eggs for a Forrester. Ethics and all that jazz. Of course, this has to “kept secret”. A Forrester has corrupt public servants at their beck and call. By Friday, Walter will be singing like a canary.
Bill is selling his country house and he offers Steffy first option on it. Psycho Steffy’s investing in nothing but her crazy parents getting back together. Taylor’s getting sick of the “toxic drama” re Rasper but reasons that there must be “karmic lessons in it”. Californian horseshit. right there.
Brooke’s phone call sounds legit, Rasper swallows it hook .line and sinker. Get a load of wooden Walter’s work. Curtain.
Sheila’s favourite tv shows~
*48 Hours
*Autopsy
*Criminal Confessions
*Murder, She Wrote
Hey gice, new post from Daisy (thank you) is up https://talkingtv.net/2022/10/bold-and-the-beautiful-oct-chat-with-daisy/