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It's been a funny old week for Corrie this week. I
wasn't sure if the writers had eaten too much sugar on the Easter
break or whether spring fever had hit the writing room but there was
some very weird stuff going on indeed. We were given insights we'd
never been given before. Did you know Amy was off her yoghurt? Me
neither. Did you know Kirk once wanted a monkey when he was younger
and wanted to call it Dirk? It's a new one on me too. As I said,
it's been a funny week.
Let's head straight to Weatherfield
General where Gail is in solitary confinement in her hospital bed
wearing an odd dressing gown and a face full of make-up with a
blow-dry hairdo resting on her pillow. It's amazing what you can get
on the NHS these days. She can't remember what happened or who
pushed her which is just as well for David as he gets pulled in to
the cop shop and quizzed. Tina lies for David and says he was with
her when he was pushing his mother down the stairs. Gail reacts
badly to Audrey's accusations that David was the one who pushed her
but Audrey and Bill have got their suspicions, and rightly so. Bill
the builder's got more on his mind as he tries to secure a building
contract with Eyeball Tony the Catalogue Man for building work on
the new Victoria Street development. Can Bill do it? Yes he can.
Whether Tony will give him the work remains to be seen.
Over
at the Rovers, all is not well. In addition to Amy being off her
yoghurt and wanting to put make-up on Steve, Michelle's not best
pleased. She' got a face like a dropped pie (my new favourite
expression) when Ryan's real dad, Nick, takes Ryan away on a surfing
holiday to Cornwall. I went to Cornwall once and I've never been
back. It's a long way to go from wherever you are. Vernon's still
trying to forge on with his master plan to build a smoker's shelter
in the backyard of the Rovers but when the
ever-increasingly-likeable Sean quizzes Vernon on the plans, he
admits the builders are in fact a couple of musician mates of his.
Apparently, they're builders-slash-musicians-slash-builders so
should at least be able to whistle a decent tune as they swindle
Vernon out of Liz's hard earned cash.
In the pizza place in
the precinct, Leanne's feeling fed up. The restaurant's losing money
and she's had enough. She jokes to Dan about torching the place up
in flames for the insurance money and he thinks she's mad (she is).
These two look set to be an item which means I'll do a LiaMaria on
them and call them LeDanne if they do. Dad Harry finds out from
Blanche about Leanne's past life as an escort girl and doesn't take
too kindly to son Dan copping off with Miss B.
Speaking of
Blanche, she's been kindness itself this week, which as we all know,
is very unusual for Mrs Hunt. But I think she sees something in
Chesney which she sees in herself, an outcast ready to be put into
care at any minute without any warning. When she finds out that
Chesney's coming home from foster care to live with Fiz and Kirk in
Cilla's old house, she pops round with some kind words and footy
mags from The Kabin for Ches. Kirk's overjoyed that Fiz has moved
into the house and thinks he's onto a winner with Fiz back in his
life. Fiz tries to break it gently to him but there's no much of
“You're a pillock” that he seems to understand. Ches has been looked
after well by his foster parents and even had, with a nod to the
Canadian audience, maple syrup on his porridge. I prefer sultanas
with mine, or a banana, I'm not that fussed
really.
Meanwhile, in Roy's café, he takes pity on Becky
living in the hostel and asks her to move into the flat with him.
She's full of cheeky innuendo and plays Roy up something rotten,
bless him. She jokes to anyone who'll listen that she's cohabiting
with Roy while he's at pains to point out that she's lodging in the
spare room until Hayley returns. They're brilliant, Becky and Roy
and together in that flat will take on the world from above the
greasy spoon.
And finally this week we learned that Blanche
was boycotting her one o'clock club because she'd been asked to jump
around to jazzercise. “There are standards,” she moaned to Audrey in
the salon. Yes, indeed there are.
And that's just about that
for this week.
Coronation Street writers this week were Mark
Burt, Damon Rochefort, Simon Crowther and Peter
Whalley.