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I never liked her. She wasn't big and she certainly wasn't
clever and this week she left in a taxi. Ladies and gentlemen,
Natalie has left the building. Off she went, the tart with a heart
(of coal), driven off and away, pausing outside the house she
shared with Des before telling the cabbie, "OK, drive on".
I won't miss her, that's for sure. Before Nat leaves, Sal confronts
her in a show down in the back of the Rovers, calling her a "nasty,
selfish bitch" to which Nat replied: "Get out of here
before that halo of yours drops around yer neck and chokes yer".
For the first time ever, Danny has shown a bit of character
this week. I wouldn't go so far as to say that I warmed to him,
but he was a bit, jut a bit, likeable. You could see he was feeling
a bit uncomfortable when Kev took the girls out to the zoo on
Boxing Day, and in the end, he decides there's only way to ensure
he gets Sally's undivided attention and make himself truly part
of the family. He pesters Gail for an answer to a question: "If
you were me, knowing Sally as you do, would you ask her to marry
you?" And then, down on bended knee in the Rovers on New
Years Eve, he asks Sally the same question, well, he didn't use
the same words of course, but is was still the same question,
nonetheless. Now he's wondering if he's done the right thing because
Sally hasn't given him an answer yet. Looks like she's going to
have to phone a friend on that one. A friend called Kev, no doubt.
Rita and Anthony organise a dinner party for New Years eve
and invite Norris ("I'm a truly happy man in my own little
world") and Emily. The dinner's going well, everyone's in
good spirits, it's all friends together, when Anthony's daughter
turns up with Isabel, she's taken her from the nursing home for
the evening. Isabel, a painfully real imitation of an Alzheimer's
sufferer, doesn't know where she is or what she's doing, of course.
But Amanda, the scheming cow, knows exactly what's she doing.
We all know what she's doing, and why, but it won't change or
accomplish anything.
Over at the Rovers, interviews are held for the manager's post.
There's Liz of course, who looks like a post, a blonde woman thrown
in for good measure and the Battersbys. Poor Janice doesn't even
know what's going on, Les told her he had another Christmas surprise
for her so she booked the day off work only to face Mike Baldwin
in the back room of the Rovers as she applied for another one
of his jobs. Needless to say, Les and Jaince don't stand a chance
and the job goes to Liz. The bickering continued between Mike,
Duggie and Fred, providing good comedy scenes this week.
Mortin and Becky catch up with each other when he goes round
to see her at the house she's staying in. Through tears, they
declare their love for each other, get nekid and drink champagne
and then Becky asks Martin to move to Dubai with her. She's only
home for Christmas and still has two years of her contract in
Dubai to work through. Martin doesn't need to give this a second
thought, he can't go. He can't leave the kids. Well, he could,
but he's not prepared to. More tears from Becky and Mortin.
Peter heads off in Ken's car to visit Susan in Scotland but
only gets as far as, well, not very far I'm sure, when he's back
on the cobbles holding his head in shame. He's crashed the car.
And he wasn't insured to be driving it in the first place. Oh,
and he doesn't have a licence. And, oh yes, he gave the other
driver Ken's name instead of his own. Then, wait for this, then
he asks Ken to back him up and support him! Ken won't have it,
of course, and tells Peter what he thinks of him which brings
up all sorts of recriminations from the past about Ken not being
a good dad, blah, blah, blah. And later, when we see Ken browsing
through some old photos going: "Where did it all go wrong?",
we just know the past is going to catch up with Ken in a big way,
and soon.
Vera and Jack go off on their cruise this week. Tyrone helps
Vera put together suitable clothing for cruising but Jack tells
her: "I wouldn't care if you was in yer pinny". No,
but I bet the ship captain would have something to say.
In the corner shop, Deirdre gives Dev a projected stock report,
which might mean nothing to me and thee, but it got Dev's engine
running and he's very, very grateful to her for all her hard work.
So grateful is he, that when Deirdre overhears Dev booking a restaurant
table "to say thankyou to someone special" she assumes
he means her. Off she rushes home at lunchtime to tart herself
up, dress herself down and shovel on the make up. And then, at
closing time, in walks Geena, greeted by Dev in a way that any
woman would love to be greeted, by (almost) any man. "You
look fan-" (kiss) "-tas-" (kiss) "-tic"
(kiss). Poor Deirdre. But who can blame her? Dev does say thank
you to Deirdre the next day, with a wonderful bouquet, but she's
huffed by now and gives him the cold shoulder.
David Platt decides he doesn't like having his birthday on
Christmas day any longer, so opts for an official birthday on
New Years Eve instead (aswell?). But his day doesn't start well
when he gets a ticking off, rightly deserved, from Audrey, when
David tells her if she hasn't brought him a present, she might
as well leave. Audrey reminds him that his grandad died a year
ago and it would do him well to bear that it mind, never mind
thinking about presents. Later at the party, he gets into trouble
with Martin and Gail when strange burning odours come from his
bedroom - was he smoking or just burning toys?!
Sarah sees her boyfriend again when Glen comes round to the
house on New Years Eve. She introduces him to Bethany, and Glen
is all for picking up the baby and holding her, whereas Bethany
doesn't have much to say for herself. I guess she's a bit shy
at that age. Anyway, the pair of them get comfy on the sofa but
Sarah's not too happy that Glen wants to get a bit more intimate
than she'd like.
And that's about that for this week.
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