It’s the August bank holiday weekend, and the Panenka-Puppe family are enjoying the sunshine and a barbecue. Amid the fun and chatter, Steffi stops for a minute to think about how happy she is. She can’t remember when she felt so contented.
She’s surrounded by her sisters…
Another tiny Panenka has entered the world…
Even Kevin seems happy and content. He’s even accepted Olly as one of the family at last.
She knows he worries about Alistair, who keeps to himself almost all of the time. She hopes that he’ll find some new friends when school starts again in September.
And best of all, her children are happy and thriving in the new beach cottage. Just look at them… Wait a minute!
“Gretchen! Stop feeding your hot dog to Honey!”
Down the road, their neighbours, the Ekpo-Holmes family are also having a barbecue. Marvin is grilling up a storm. Everyone loves his barbecued ribs. Unfortunately, a little drama is about to unfold in the kitchen.
Emma is speaking to Corbin.
“Corbin, I thought I told you that today was family only. We’ve had so much partying over the summer, I thought it would be nice if we just spent some time together today.”
“Well, it is just family,” says Corbin, trying to wield his normal charm. “You must be referring to Jazz. She IS family now.”
“What do you mean, she’s family? Have you two gone and got married without telling us!” Emma is incredulous.
“No, of course not. It’s just that she’s living here now.”
Emma is almost speechless. “What?”
“Her student accommodation was getting really expensive and since I’m living at home now to save money, I told her to move in too. She’s been here for about a month. Haven’t you noticed?”
Emma has had enough. This is the last straw. She completely loses it.
“How dare you move your girlfriend into our house, Marvin’s house, my house, without our permission or even telling us! I’m fed up with your complete disrespect for me, Corbin Holmes. I am not running a B&B or a hotel service!”
“I’m sorry, Emma,” Corbin stammers. “I hope you’re not going to make her leave. She doesn’t have anywhere to go.”
“No, I won’t make her leave! Now get out of my sight before I explode!”
Corbin has never seen Emma so angry.
Emma rushes upstairs and says a prayer. “Please, Lord, grant me patience. Grant me a peaceful heart. I can’t take any more!”
Suddenly Marvin appears.
“Emma, darling, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. I thought I was seeing more of Jazmin lately. She and Corbin always seem to be eating their breakfast together when I get home from work but I didn’t realise that she was living here.”
Marvin has a morning talk show at the local television station and is up and out the door before anybody in the house. He gets home in the early afternoon, around the time Corbin and Jazmin are getting out of bed.
“It’s okay, Marvin. I’m calm now. It’s just that we bought this house thinking we’d have a little more time together and we’re bursting at the seams with our relatives. I can’t turn them away.”
“I know, darling,” says Marvin. “Maybe we need to go out on a date!”
“There is one thing you could do, Marvin, that would mean the world to me.”
“Anything, sweetheart. What is it?”
“Kick Aunt Lavinia out of our bedroom!”
“Anything for you, love,” says Marvin. “Although I expect to hear a lot of whinging!”
Out in the garden, Roberta, Erika, Aunt Lavinia, and Jazmin are enjoying the barbecue. Although they heard the row in the kitchen, Jazmin seems completely unfazed and sips her margarita as if she hasn’t got a care in the world. Suddenly Erika, who is looking at her phone, lets out a loud gasp.
“Why are you staring at that phone, Erika?” asks Lavinia grumpily. “This is a family meal, you shouldn’t be looking at that thing.”
“What’s wrong?” asks Roberta, seeing the look of shock on Erika’s face.
“Someone’s tagged some pictures of Sutton on Facebook!” says Erika angrily.
“Let’s see,” says Roberta calmly.
“Oh, come on, Erika, it’s just a selfie with a couple of women in the pub. Sutton practically lives in that place. Don’t get your knickers in a twist over nothing.”
“Not that picture,” Erika barks. “The one before it. And it isn’t just two women in the pub, it’s that tart Merida MacDonald he used to crawl all over, according to Blessing.”
Roberta gasps. “Oh, THAT picture,” is all she can say.
That’s it for Season 1 of the West Enders. We’ll be back in September for Season 2. Don’t miss the drama, the fun, and the dolls!
6 thoughts on “The West Enders: Episode Twenty-Three, Season One Finale”
Oh, dear, I just realised that Ivana is wearing two different dresses in this episode! Oh, well…
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Wow! Looking forward to season 2. Btw, I want BBQ, thanks to you!😂😂
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The food looks so good! Now I’m wondering if I should invest in a BBQ… (the doll kind, not the actual-food kind haha)
I thought of you when I saw your last blog post because I did buy the new barbecue set that came out recently. But I failed to notice that the lid had come down when I was taking the pictures! I found the other set used on eBay some time ago. And the food is from various Etsy shops. I wish I were as talented as the people who make minis!