Two glasses of wine isn't just a problem for Amanda. Instead, it's a problem for the whole of Summer Bay. God help her if she finds out where Martha has stashed the Jack Daniels. You see, ever since her wedding fell apart in such splendidly amusing fashion, Mand has been turning to her friends Mr Pinot and Mr Grigio (thanks Katie) for comfort - and Belle is not amused. "I've stood by her through all of this mess", she bawls, as Peter stares at her forlornly over a cup of Colleen's undrinkably bitter coffee. "I've defended her to everyone," she continues, "and now she treats me like dirt." Matters improve not a jot when the Mand herself puts in an appearance and bleats a few apologies. (It's just as well that nobody strikes a match near her breath at this point as it would be like the Buncefield disaster all over again.) Feeling completely defeated, Mandy later calls on Irene's help. "I don't have anyone else to turn to", she mopes, before insisting that she'll kick the grog in exactly the same way that Amy Winehouse hasn't. "It has to be one day at a time," drawls the 'Rene, before agreeing to have a word with Belle. Let's just hope she manages to act as a bottle-stopper. The love doctorYou know when you watch an episode of Holby City, and you see someone blithely driving a truckload of acid past a sign saying "Danger: Steep Cliffs Ahead", leaving you thinking "Ooh, he hasn't got long"? Well, when it comes to the Northern Districts Hospital we can't help doing that with the doctors. Despite being cut from the same cloth (and maybe even dredged from the same gene pool) as Summer Bay long-termer Flynn Saunders, we can't help feeling that Dr Hugh has got "short-term contract" written all over him. Will he die of a broken heart? Well, after Rachel has a good old moan at him about never having the chance to spend any time with Kim, Hugh generously decides to interfere by organising a romantic picnic for the pair of them. This kind deed gets their relationship back on track, but it certainly doesn't leave Hugh with a smile on his face. All he can do is sit and ponder what might have happened between them if they'd stayed together. (Trust us, mate, you're best off out of it.) Colleen approaches him with a gummy smile. "She's such a lovely girl isn't she?" she screeches, dampening his horn but doing little to cheer his aching heart...

Beer and whine

"Is there anything else I can get you?" asks Leah, who has been crossing her eyes at Peter and Belle's moanfest for about 20 years and would quite like to shut up shop for the night.

Belle says no thanks - after all, this is one girl who doesn't need caffeine to get tetchy - before heading off to Irene's place to roll her eyes and stamp her feet a bit. Irene suggests that Belle at least hear her mother out; after all, she knows what it's like to have your kids turn their back on you. Belle meekly agrees, and is pleased when Mandy promises to change her ways.

"I am never going to touch another drop", she lies. "You can't make another mistake", Belle warns, before they kiss and make up. All the while, though, Kelli is listening on while licking her vampire fangs. Coincidentally, the next morning Belle is horrified by the sight of Amanda sprawled out on the sofa surrounded by the contents of George Best's recycling bin. Belle starts ripping into her, but Amanda becomes increasingly distressed.

She can't remember a thing! "What have you done?" asks Kelli, as fire and ice dance in her eyes. More like what have you done, Kelli, you horrible bitch...

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