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Over at Freshco, Fred has some cheap reindeer meat he wants
to shift before Christmas. Dressed up as Santa with Ashley as
an Elf, off they go promoting the cheap meat around the store,
to no avail. Until, that is, it hits Fred that the perfect place
for him to sell the meat is to housewives waiting in line to take
their kids into Santa's grotto. Unfortunately, to the 5 year olds
in the store, a vision of Santa Claus offering one of Santa's
little helpers chopped up and served up is more than they can
take. However, Fred comes up with a cunning plan to dispose of
the rest of the meat and offers to make stew for the street's
Millennium party.
So, this party then; Roy and Ken are dismayed that Audrey won't
use her influence as lady councillor to get the street closed
off so the party can be held outdoors. However, Ken gets in touch
with a local journo which could change Audrey's tune; she does
n't want to be seen as a kill-joy after all.
Toyah and the lovely Spider (looking more gorgeous than ever
this week, by the way, in a suit and shirt) throw a flat warming
party to test out some of the veggie cooking they'll be doing
for the bash. Toyah ends the night in tears after Leanne drags
everyone away from the party to go clubbing after Jez gives her
cocaine.
Natalie decides the pub will have to close for the party as
none of her staff want to work. "The Millennium?" cries
Betty "Not with my feet!". Anyway, Vinny has the idea
of drawing straws to decide who'll work on the night and Betty
and Leanne pull the short straws leaving Vinny with the night
off, but, bless him, he changes his shift with Betty so she can
have the night free instead.
Leanne isn't happy that she has to work, but she isn't a happy
bunny at all these days, well, not unless Steve's mate Jez is
around to give her something to take the edge off things. She's
needing money to pay for this new habit of hers, and takes a £50
note from Mike's flat while she's there with Mark. When Mike realises
there's money missing, suspicion immediately falls on Leanne and
it's Mark that confronts Leanne in the Rovers.
Nita's promotion prospects look perfect after impressing the
Freshco nephew. Off she goes for the interview but will she get
the job, or not? Curly's not best pleased when he realises he's
been passed over for the new job but wishes Nita well, bless him.
You've just got to love that man, he's an angel.
Martin returns home in his grumpy knickers. "Are you back
for good now?" Gail asks him. "Probably" he replies,
in a Kevin the teenager sulky kind of way. At the hospital, instead
of sorting out their own lives, dealing with their problems in
a mature and understanding way, Martin "Gail doesn't understand
me" and Rebecca "Jerry doesn't understand me" dig
their heads in the sand and continue to pretend their own problems
are caused by anyone other than themselves. More trouble at the
Platts when Sarah Lou brings home her school report which makes
her parents feel as cheerful as if they'd just listened to Radiohead.
When Gail has a go at her, Sarah Lou tells Gail and Martin it's
all their fault she's not doing very well at school, what with
all the arguments at home, and comes out with that classic line,
so beloved of anyone under the age of 17. "No one cares about
me! I wish I'd never been born!".
You've got to feel for Alma this week, you really do. Off she
goes round to Mike's flat to pick up the rest of her stuff and
she and Mike sit and have a drink together until Linda storms
in, demanding to know what's going on. Alma leaves in tears, without
any of her things, the poor love.
Over in the Kabin, Norris is being a treasure and dusts around
the place. When Rita takes to her sofa with a bad flu, he makes
sure she's got everything she needs; a honey and lemon drink and
three different kinds of tissues. Norris, bless him. Every woman
should have one around the house, what a star that man is.
Monica (aka Tyrone's Torpedo) gets her first race at the greyhound
track - and wins! The syndicate is overjoyed and Fred gives all
of the prize money - 150 quid - to Tyrone. Just as the group get
out of the mini-van outside of the Rovers, Monica runs onto the
road and gets knocked over by Mark Baldwin, driving Mike's car.
The vet reckons she's going to be okay, and puts a pin in her
leg (so now she's bionic as well as computerised) but it looks
like her racing days are well and truly over.
Jim takes Gwen out for dinner and the two of them are getting
on fine, so they are. A lovely line from Jim this week when Natalie
comments that Gwen is putting a smile on his face: "Yer gotta
have someone to put a clean shirt on for". Indeed.
Sally sorts out Christmas with Kevin, and she plans a family
time with the girls and Bland Danny, giving Kevin the kids for
New Year.
And that's it for this week. Have a wonderful Christmas and
New Year, I'll see you in January and thanks again to Barry for
offering to write the next few updates.
Glenda ;-)
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