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Sally's back from her sister's and the two kids are playing
up. Danny's going: "Sally, Kevin's hit 'us" and Kevin's
going: "Sally, Danny's trying to take me children away,"
and poor Sally, she's stuck in the middle of it all trying to
do the best thing for the girls. Danny makes it clear he doesn't
want Kevin to set foot in their house again but when Sally passes
on this news, she does it half-heartedly and Kevin's not best
pleased either.
Rita lets Anthony know she's not too chuffed with him over
his decision to divorce Isabelle. Demon daughter Amanda comes
round to the Kabin, reading Rita the riot act and seems genuinely
surprised when Rita agrees with her, she doesn't want Anthony
to divorce Isabelle either. Such a difficult decision, such a
terrible illness, such an emotional mess. When Anthony goes to
see his wife in the nursing home, he takes flowers, which Isabelle
tries to eat, bless her. He tells her his plans but she sits and
stares, unemotionally, ahead. Does she know? Who knows? Rita's
feeling guilty and confused and confides to Emily behind locked
shutters at the Kabin: "I'm too old for all of this, all
these complications. I had no right to fall in love, at my age."
Over at the health centre, the stench is getting worse and
Doc Ramsden calls the council to find out how to go about getting
it sorted. Duggie has a word with Steve McDonald, as the contractor,
he must surely take responsibility for a job done bad? But no,
Steve blames the building inspector at the council. Anyway, a
bit of red tape at the council means that Duggie's out of their
good books and loses out on a new contract. When he breaks this
news to business partner Dev, he demands his money back and when
Duggie tries to flannel him, he bars Steve McDonald from the corner
shop. And when Dev advises you to buy your cornflakes elsewhere,
you gotta be sure he means it. Meanwhile at the health centre,
the stench is getting worse.
The Croppers are given their first foster child, 15 year old
Jackie who's mum has gone into hospital. Poor Hayley, she tries
to kill the girl with kindness, offering food, drink and hospitality
till she's blue in the face and all Jacky wants to do is leave
the flat and be with her friends. Finally, the three of them all
go bowling. Armed with his little instruction book and dressed
in jeans (Jeans! Roy!), Roy gets the hang of it and even manages
a strike, eventually. But Roy's not too happy that Jackie is making
friends with the Grimshaw boys, Sarah Lou and Candice as the gang
gather round the bus stop for snogging and chips (I heartily recommend
both). "But what if she gets pregnant?" he opines.
Max and Ash throw a dinner party for their new neighbours,
Doc Ramsden and teacher Charlie. While Ashley and the Doc get
comfy on the sofa with the football, Maxine chatters nervously
to a less than happy Charlie, who excuses herself with a make-believe
headache in a bid for an early escape. Poor Maxine, trying, as
usual, just that little bit too hard to impress. With the Doc
and Charlie gone, Maxine berates Ashley for watching the football
when he should have joined in the conversation. Ashley's not bothered
and Maxine storms up to bed in a huff, neither of them understanding
the other and proving, once again, that men are from Venus, women
are from Weatherfield.
Mike decides he's had enough waiting around and wants to speak
to Susan. When he calls to pressure her to let him meet Adam,
she's busy packing to do a runner to Ireland. And then, the next
thing we know is that there's been a car crash, Adam's in hospital
but Susan is dead, Mike's stunned, Ken's in tears and both are
into the whisky as they all, including Adam, try to come to terms
with what's happened. Deirdre emotes for the England team as she
hugs Ken and repeats herself with a, "Come on, love, come
on", and a "I don't know, love, I don't know".
As Corrie deaths go, it wasn't very sad, love, it wasn't very
sad.
And that's just about that for this week.
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