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In an effort to instil some sense of discipline into David, Audrey makes
him work at the hair salon and it starts off ok. David’s happy chatting
to the soapy oaps in the salon while he pockets their tips and he has them
all thinking that he’s such a lovely lad. Maria’s not best pleased as David’s
getting tips that by rights should be hers but it’s keeping David quiet,
for now.
Violet and Sean decide to have a baby together. He offers to be the
daddy and she accepts, how much more straightforward could it have been
although when they try to do, you know, it they come a cropper and giggle
nervously. Sean gets on th’internet to find out ways of doing, you know,
it without having to actually do anything and there’s something involving
kitchen gadgets and a cement mixer which seems to do the trick. Don’t ask
me, I haven’t a clue, I’m just repeating what was said. Violet breaks down
in tears in the Rovers although whether this because she was overjoyed
at the thought of getting pregnant or as a reaction to Sean’s nasty pink
stripey jumper, it was hard to tell. “Better the devil you know than the
donor you don’t” Sean tells her.
Eileen cooks for Irishman Pat but she ends up with more food on the
kitchen floor and all over her face than she does in the pan. In the end
they go to Jerry’s kebab shop for dinner. “Better the doner you know than
the devil you don’t” Jerry should have said, but didn’t. A heartbroken
Jerry watches on as Eileen and Pat eat their kebabs at the bus stop before
skipping back to Eileen’s for a spot of rumpeh-pumpeh for dessert. However,
all is not as it seems when Jamie tells Steve and Lloyd that he recognises
Pat as a regular cab customer, and one that he’s sure is wed.
The Rovers Return went smoke free this week when the national smoking
ban came into force. Steve and Lloyd are demeted, they can’t smoke in
the cab office or the pub and have to join a motley crew of extras in
the Rovers backyard to light up and smoke. When Steve announces he’s off
to Spain to enjoy a fag, Sean’s eyes light up in predictable surprise.
Roger loans Leanne, via Janice, the ten thousand quid she needs to
buy Valandros pizza place in the precinct. It’s the one with the red checky
tablecloths, garlic bread, cheap plonk and Gypsy Kings on rotation, and
who would have thought our Leanne would have ended up owning it? I wonder
if she’ll change the name to Leanndros? Oh go on, just for me. She meets
hew new staff, cracks open the bubbly and tells Janice, no, she’s not getting
a job there as a meeter and greeter. You need someone called Rita or Peter
for that kind of work and a doorman called Norman. I’d say Janice would be
less of a meeter and greeter and more of a scare to the chair if she stood
by the restaurant door to meet and greet.
Chesney shows Roy the report from the eco-project he’s been doing
for school. Roy’s café fails to come up to scratch in the eco-department
and Roy feels he needs to do more to help the environment and reduce his
carbon footprint, perhaps by wearing smaller shoes, who knows. Hayley
and Roy invite Fiz and new bloke John to the café for dinner. Hayley’s
all dolled up with her butterfly clip in her hair and Roy’s in his best
bib and tucker complete with knitted waistcoat. The only fly in the ointment
is that Cilla invited herself, turned up and proceeded to embarrass Fiz
no end and get flirty with John.
But Cilla’s got other things on her mind when Mr Wong decides the
chippy is going down the pan and he needs to pull his finger out to save
his dying frying empire. He gets Cilla and Yana dressed up in promo t-shirts
and caps that read Wong’s on the front and Chips on the back to give out
advertising leaflets on the Street.
At the factory, Hayley’s having problems controlling the girls and
they’re taking the mickey something rotten. She goes to see Carla to tell
her they’ve ran out of fabric and have no money for wages. If I were Hayley,
I’d have had the girls out on strike until fabric and money could be found
- money first, fabric later. Becky gives Hayley a power hug in the café
when she hears about Hayley’s problems and Hayley gives that giggle that
she does at such times. When Becky finds out that the girls are winding up
Hayley, she storms round to give that Carla Connor a piece of her mind.
Hayley manages to stop her just before she knocks on Carla’s door, both
of them unaware that Carla can hear every word they’re saying about her.
Hayley pleads with Becky to leave Carla alone, that whatever Hayley is going
through in the factory pales into insignificance with what Carla’s dealing
with right now. Next thing you know, Carla’s back in charge and in the hot
seat at the factory, taking the girls’ mobile phones off them and stamping
her mark all over the place. Sally wheedles in to see Carla to ask if the
PA job still stands which Paul had promised to her. Carla’s no fool. She
demands to know where Sally worked last and when she says it was Davenport
motors, Carla’s fingers are dialling directory enquiries to ask for the number
to speak to the boss for a reference on Sally. But Sally’s fingers are quicker
and she stops Carla from dialling. “Er.. it’s just that me and the boss
had a bit of a falling out” she tells Carla. Yeah, falling out of bed more
like. Needless to say, Sally doesn’t get the PA job.
And that’s just about that for this week.
Glenda Young
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