It's all lies, lies, lies when Kevin and Molly return from their
pretend GlasGay fun run when they'd really been chasing each other
around a bedroom in Chester. Sophie's surprised she can't find a
picture of Kevin on the GlasGay website although Sally thinks she
can see Kevin's knees behind a couple of fellas dressed as hairy
tomatoes. Or at least, she thinks they're hairy tomatoes, you can
never be too sure on a GlasGay fun run. Kevin fibs and says his
pic's not on the website as he didn't finish the race and lies to
both his missus and his daughter. I can't watch this storyline any
more and have to hide behind a cushion with my fingers in my ears
every time Molly tries to lure Kevin with her "come here and get
your meat pie" eyes. It's like Kevin Webster's a family member to
me, he's been popping into my living room at least three times a
week for the past umpteen years and then he does… this? Well, he'll
not be getting one of me Tunnocks, that's for sure.
Over in the Kabin, Norris sacks Sheila Wheeler after she won't
stop talking and gives him constant ear-ache. Knees apart, I thought
Sheila Wheeler did a good job.
In the Rovers there's a party for Ken Barlow's 70th and some
birthday of Emily's but as she's a lady of a certain age we won't
reveal that she's 105. As they settle down for a round of cosy
drinks, in comes Peter with some news to blow Ken's British Home
Stores socks off. He's going to buy Turner's Joinery on Viaduct
Street and turn it into a trendy bar with Leanne. Blanche, as usual,
has the right thing to say about this: "What? An alcoholic opening a
bar with an arsonist? When was that a good idea?" Oh, come on
Blanche, you're forgetting Leanne's got other skills, she could open
a knocking shop in the back room.
Tony and Maria play happy families this week after they return
from a Parisian break. Mammy and Daddy Connor fly in from Ireland
for baby Liam's christening and so Kirk moves out, all the way next
door and back in with Fiz and Ches.
And finally, there's trouble for Lloyd when he gets drunk on
tequila and ends up in bed with Teresa. Tequila, eh? I drank a lot
of it one night, many years ago, and ended up hallucinating that my
bedroom walls were melting. And not in a good way. Anyway, Lloyd's
feeling pretty bad about doing the dirty with Teresa especially when
things are looking good for him to get back with Liz. She of course
finds out about his fling with Ma Morton and flings Lloyd out of the
pub after Teresa punches him in the face and he ends up with a
bloodied face and a packet of Kleenex stuck up his nose.
And that's just about that for this week. It's great to be back.
Coronation Street writers this week were the powerhouse that is
David Lane, Peter Whalley, Joe Turner and Stephen Russell.
Glenda
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