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2008 -
JANUARY 1
There were three huge storylines running across
the last two weeks and I'll deal with these in the order they
happened, because I like to keep things neat and tidy here in the
weekly update office. And so ladies, and men who like this sort of
thing, hang onto your hats as the weekly update brings you Commando
Sam the stripper from Liz McDonald's hen night in the Rovers Return.
He was butch, big and black and might have had his boyfriend waiting
for him in the back room of the pub but Commando Sam had the
Street's women in thrall. As Liz straddled the stripper, Vernon went
off with the stags of the Street – er, Dev, Steve and Bill, for a
night of Northern Soul at Rochdale Town Hall. And throughout all the
wedding planning, the stag and hen shenanigans was Jim McDonald,
lurking and biding his time, so he was, hoping to get back into
Elizabeth's good books and under her duvet. And he almost succeeded,
almost. Confused about her feelings for her fellas, Liz was ready to
call off the wedding to Vern and sent Deirdre ahead to the Register
Office to tell everyone to go home. As Deirdre took on the task, Liz
bumped into Jim in the back yard at the pub and all hell broke
loose. Vernon overhead Jim telling Liz he wanted her back and still
considered her to be his missus so he rushed outside to find
out what was going on. And that, my friends, was Vernon's mistake
number one. Mistake number two was for Vernon's wedding outfit to be
white, yes all white, for white showed up the blood and gristle that
Jim smashed out of Vernon's skull when he gave him what for, as you
knew he would the minute he set foot back on the Street. Not only
did Jim beat up the groom, he also knocked out Bob the best man and
did for Dev too. With a bloodied Vernon in her arms, Liz's pity for
the poor bloke changed her mind and she decided to go through with
the wedding after all and told Steve to stop Deirdre from calling it
all off. But she already had and the guests were ready to leave,
full of gossip and wonder as to what had gone on. Steve turned up
and ushered everyone back inside for the ceremony which left poor
Deirdre's head spinning, she didn't know what was happening - and
neither did Liz. With Vernon covered in blood and Liz in a
right state, the pair of them were pronounced Mr and Mrs Tomlin as
the newlyweds headed back to the Rovers to celebrate with champagne
before the Street regulars celebrated the New Year with champagne
and 250 vol-au-vents, made by Betty's fair hands.
And so, as
one couple tied the knot and Elizabeth Jane McDonald married
feckless Vern, another Street regular set off for pastures new. Yes,
this was the week when Sarah-Lou-Platt-Grimshaw left her newly wed
husband for a new life overseas. Jason was ready to leave the Street
with Sarah until she admitted she'd planted drugs on David. David
had already tried to warn Jason about Sarah: “I'm telling you this,”
David told Jason, “because you're too thick to see it coming.” And
so Jason let Sarah leave with Bethany as mother and daughter boarded
the train (Engine No 323225) to Manchester airport to fly to Milan
to start their new life. Back on the Street it didn't take much to
cheer up Jason when Becky started flirting. And as the twelve bells
struck on New Years Eve, Becky had a smile on her face, a bottle of
champagne in one hand and Jason Grimshaw in t'other.
Now
then, as if all of the above wasn't enough excitement for one
update, there's plenty more to come. Let's just do a quick rewind to
Christmas Day (I know I said I'd do the big stories in order, but I
lied) and see what's going on in the Webster house. I'd been looking
forward to this storyline ending for a long time, primarily so that
it's over and done with but also because the climax of it all was
hyped as the Christmas day Corrie treat. Did it work as well as I
hoped? Well, sort of. What did you make of it all? First off, Rosie
demanded to see John on Christmas Day so he lied to Fiz that he
needed to pop out to buy some nutmeg. Nutmeg? No-one buys nutmeg!
(repeat ad infinitum every time someone mentioned John's seasonal
shopping habits). Well, it wasn't nutmeg he was after but something
more spicy and he handed Rosie her Christmas present in his little
car. Rosie's face dropped when she opened up the parcel to reveal a
pair of Fiz-sized flannelette pyjamas - but John was more shocked.
If Rosie had the jim-jams, then that meant Fiz had Rosie's frillies!
John raced back to the flat to see Fiz but she'd already stormed
over to the Webster house after opening the scanty panties, assuming
John had bought them for Sal. After a stand-off over the sprouts at
the Webster Christmas dinner, Sally convinced Fiz and Kev that she
and John weren't having an affair and the frillies weren't for her.
Just when it couldn't get any more confused, in walked Rosie with
the pair of pyjamas in her hand and the penny dropped. And then it
dropped again. A huge fight broke out (brilliant stuff!) and Sally
slapped Rosie hard across the chops. Kev stormed out and beat up
John on the cobbles, kicking him and doing him some serious harm. As
Fiz stood and watched we shouted at the telly: “Kick him, Fiz! Kick
him!” However, Kev's kicking was so serious that he's up in court
later this month for assault - but with a clean record and no
previous convictions, he'll surely escape prison, won't he?
Anyway, elsewhere over the festive season in Weatherfield,
Maria was feeling unsettled when she found out that Liam and
robo-Carla had once shared a snog. Carla's doing her best to cause
problems for LiaMaria and she's got Determined Look No. 15 on her
face that makes me think she'll succeed. That woman's face runs the
gamut of emotions all the way from A to B.
Over at Roy's
Rolls there was a Christmas dinner with a difference when Roy
invited Becky, Chesney and Kirk to have dinner in the caff. In
between murder games and turkey with stuffing, the phone in the caff
kept on ringing, it was Hayely calling from t'other side of world in
Africa, but she seemed destined never to speak to her soulmate.
Every time Roy tried to answer the phone, something would stop him
from making the connection with Hayley. But finally, at the end of
the dinner when everyone had left, the phone rang and Roy answered.
As he sat down to wish his beloved a very Merry Christmas, the
lights in the café dimmed and the credits started to roll. And I
think I'd had too much sweet sherry at that point, as my eyes filled
with tears right then.
And that's just about that for the
last two weeks. There were lots of lovely little touches that made
the Christmas and New Year episodes so special and one of the best
was Fiz in the Rovers on New Year's Eve. Drinking to get over
what happened between her and John, she got very drunk indeed. “I'm
ok,” she told Marcus at the bar, “I've got a qually fullified
medical professional next to me” and then she fell sideways to the
floor in one of the best comic moments that Corrie's had in a long
time.
See you next week. All the very best to you and
yours for 2008.
Glenda
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