.. I’m your host, Jenna McCartney, and this is your star, young Buddy - and today we’re in the city of Bournemouth, in the south-west, to meet you...ng lady who wants to take a ride – “, she thumbs back toward the shop behind her, just in case we missed the reference,” – all the way to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’”.We move inside the store to see the racks of bikes handing on the walls and from hooks from the ceiling, spare wheels, locks, helmets and other gear... And then we’re looking at a shop. “We serve ourselves family-style,” Jason said and scooped some onto Aja’s plate. He then filled his plate. “Blue cheese?” he asked, picking an accompanying bowl filled with the stuff.“Yes, please.” Aja scooped a forkful. “This is good,” she said. “I hope I have room for the entree.”“I have never been able to make it to dessert here,” Jason remarked. “I’m always too full.”Marcie returned to their table. “How are we doing, folks?”“I need to save room for the prawns,” Aja said.“Can we box what’s. “Oh, god. Mary, we gotta stop.”Mary wheezed, clutched her flushed bare chest. “Mmhmm.” The poor girl seemed unable to talk. She stumbled toward the door and put her weight on it, drunk in ecstasy.“Just let me grab my things.” Maddi backed away and up the stairs. “And it would be best if you waited here. I don’t think I could keep my hands off you if you were near my bed again.” She winked.Mary blushed again. The flattered youth plopped down on the trundle bed leading to the living room. “I’ll. Her mother had loved mint, kept sprigs of it drying all around the tiny cottage. Hours would pass while Anna O’Shea made her honey and mint soaps, humming softly as her hands shaped the richly scented bars. It had broken her mother’s heart when Brenna decided to move to the States to go to school. There had been fighting and tears, but in the end she’d let Brenna go because it’s what she would have done herself so long ago. No daughter of hers was going to settle for being a wife and mother.