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Dicky’s done a runner after revealing his catalogue of crimes to the
missus last week, leaving Gail in tears and the street in shock. Of course,
there’s some folk, I say there’s Norris, sporting a new hat to relish in
the gore-fest along with the snappers and hacks who set up camp in Gail’s
garden and torment the neighbours for quotes and juicy gossip. Gail
takes the kids to stay at Audrey’s for a while then returns home to find
the police have fitted a panic alarm and burglar system in case Richard returns.
Worried for the kids and concerned for his ex-wife, Martin moves back in
temporarily as Gail hits the bottle. Audrey worries for her daughter
downing Tesco’s Lambrini and a tense, nervous breakdown can’t be more than
two episodes away. Despite everything that’s happened, Gail maintains her
love for Richard and tries to cope with the fact that her fella was a psycho.
(Clearly still in denial, she’ll hit anger next then acceptance comes last).
The police unearth Patricia’s body at the flats and although Audrey deserves
an apology from the blokes in blue for being right about Richard, she doesn’t
get one. News spreads on the cobbles like treacle on a hot pancake
that Audrey was right all along. Blanche comments quite rightly:
“There’s folk round here with humble pie to eat.” Yum. Meanwhile,
the Duckies wonder what’ll become of their money they handed over to Richard
to invest on their behalf. When Jack calls the number of the company
Richard is supposed to have invested their deposit with, the line’s dead.
Ken checks out the name at Company’s House but finds nothing, of course.
The Duckies decide to fight for their dosh with Gail being their first
port of call. Someone else who went to see Gail after the news broke
this week was Ashley; confused, hurt and angry, blaming Gail for the death
of Maxine. As Gail sends the kids back to school for some semblance
of normality while she gets pie-eyed on the plonk, David gets into a fight
with some kid who yells at him: “Your dad’s a murderer!” and Candice responds
quickly with “Yeah? And your mum’s a shoplifter!”. The fall-out from
Richard’s confession to Gail has been excellent stuff this week, truly
good.
Over at the Rovers, Fred offers the flat above the pub to Shelley and
Peter. Shelley thinks it’s wonderful – so that’s another Rovers barmaid
gone from rags to adequacy - and starts moving her stuff in but can’t understand
why Peter’s a bit more reluctant. There’s a wonderful scene when
Shelley, Sunita and Deirdre go wedding-dress shopping and are served by
the wedding-dress assistant from hell. Or should that be Hull? Or
even Mull, where her bloke went off to be a crofter and left her after
22 years, bittered and twisted, when he swapped marital misery for sheep
and some hills. So, as Shelley’s planning and shopping for the wedding she
thinks she’s having, Peter and Lucy are at the registry office booking a
date for their marriage instead. Peter’s still not brave enough to
tell Shelley about Lucy but when Tracy finds her brother at Lucy’s flat and
puts two and two together, she tells Peter if he doesn’t tell Shelley soon,
she will. Peter gets back to the Rovers to find Shelley in tears.
Thinking that Tracy’s told her that one of his weddings is off and the other
one is on, he’s relieved to find she’s upset because her sister has been
rushed into hospital, not because she knows about Lucy.
Not much else really happened this week as the two storylines above
took up most of the time. There was an extra episode, again, which
I think dilutes and spreads out the storyline too much. But then
I’m not a major media company dependent on advertising revenue, so what
do I know? I’m just a fan.
Anyway, also this week, Eileen got a shock when she found Jason’s dad,
Tony, at the bar of the Rovers. He’s there with a young blonde bit,
Merle, who nips to the ladies and comes out to tell Betty the sink’s blocked,
to which Betty issues that standard northern reply from women of a certain
age: “Lovely”. Anyway, Eileen’s not best pleased to see
her ex and scuttles off home with her perm all a-quiver, refusing his offer
of a drink.
And finally this week, Sally and Kev send young Rosie back upstairs
and beg her not to go out of the house to a birthday party looking like
a right little tart. Yes, she’s reached that age when she thinks
it’s cool to look like Britney Spears. Some women never grow out of
it.
And that’s just about that for this week.
Glenda
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