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Saint Frankie of the Cobbles is doing right by Vera, helping her
indoors while she recovers from her mugging. Only thing is, she cottons
on to Jack's pigeon plan just about the same time Vera rings the council
to speak to the man from the North West Conservation society, only to be
told it doesn't exist. Now she knows what Jack's up to, Vera invites
Jack and the Conservation society fella for dinner and serves up what she
threatens will be pigeon pie if they try a stunt like this again. Frankie
comes to the rescue once more and tells Jack he can keep the pigeons in their
yard and everyone's as happy as Larry.
At Underworld Danny gets the girls to put up the Christmas decorations
but when they see it all finished, they're not best pleased. There's
a sparkly life-size semi-naked woman beside two reindeers and a sleigh
above the factory entrance. She's modelling Underworld frillies and
showing off her Donner and Blitzen to all and sundry.
Blanche's mate Wanda has been turfed out of her home by termites and
sets up home on the sofa at the Barlows, still warm from the last lodger
Liz. Ken's not best pleased and hides behind his paper as Wanda hits
the gin for breakfast and carries around her Dicky (dead husband) in a biscuit
tin. When Deirdre finds out from her mate in housing at the council
that there's no termites and no reason for Wanda to be staying with them,
they turf her out back to her own place but not before she gives Ken a
leaving gift of his own cemetery plot.
In the back room of the Rovers the stakes are high in a game of poker
as Mike bets his share of Underworld against Fred's butcher shop. Fred
loses and Mike shows no remorse in getting him to draw up the contract so
he can add Fred's shop to his retail empire. Ashley's furious when
he finds out what Fred's done and says he'll never forgive him. When
Mike comes to the house to sign the contract, he makes Fred sign it first
- and then sets it on fire and shakes Fred's hand as they promise each other
never to bear a grudge again. Seems an odd way to settle a card game
debt, although I did once lose two sherbert lemons in a game of Old
Maid. But Fred's got more to worry about when he gets a visit from
Claire's mum in her official capacity doing a random inspection of his VAT
books. Poor Boris is rushed to casualty after falling off the ladder
putting up the butcher's Christmas decorations of Gobbling Gordon the turkey
and Slaughterman Santa.
Maria and Tyrone return from holiday where she's met a bloke called Dave
from Newcastle who pops down to see her. Maria's now sharing her flat with
Liz, who's been installed up there by Steve who couldn't bear to see his
mother homeless. Well, you couldn't could you? Anyway, this Geordie Dave
makes off with two hundred quid that Maria loans to him from the salon takings
and she's beside herself with worry that Audrey will find out. Although
Tyrone's telling anyone who'll listen that he's like, so over Maria, he
gives her the money to pay back to Audrey. Audrey realises the money's
gone missing but confides in Maria she thinks Candice has had her fingers
in the till.
Roy has trouble sleeping, even with a well thumbed Trollope so he gets
up at half o'clock to sterilise coins and make a Christmas pudding. When
Hayley gets up to see what he's up to he makes her stir the pudding and
make a wish before sending her back up to bed. Punters in the cafe
who find coins in their pudding will win prizes in the cafe although Hayley's
not sure what health and safety would make of it all.
Kev and Sally meet the Davenports and Tommy and Angela in the precinct
for pizza. Davenport the fella offers Sally a job in his garage,
which she accepts while Kevin wonders just what she's playing at.
And just to recap on one big event from last week - Karen is pregnant
at last.
And that's just about that for this week.
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