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Happy New Year and welcome to the first Corrie weekly
update of 2005. This is a special
time for the weekly updates as 2005 celebrates 10 years of my weekly Coronation
Street updates for th'internet. I won't blather on here
about why I write them, how they started and who helps when I go on
holiday but if you'd like to know answers to these questions and more, they're
all on the weekly update website at www.corrieweeklyupdates.btinternet.co.uk
And so without any further ado, except a little wave hello to those gorgeous
people at Air New Zealand, here we go with this week's Coronation Street
update.
Shelley holds a New Years Eve party in the Rovers. In the back
room, war wages between the women as they disagree on the right size to
make sandwiches. Vera cuts up doorsteps while Emily, Blanche and Betty reckon
on something smaller.
Charlie buys Shelley a new frock to wear for the party but it's two
sizes too small. He's done it deliberately but pretends the shop
assistant's given him the wrong size. Never mind, he tells Shelley, she
could do with losing a few pounds anyway, couldn't she? Well, that's
as may be, but if he's not happy with her the size she is what's he doing
with her in the first place? Anyway, he passes on the frock to Jason
who gives it to Violet who wears it in the Rovers and reduces Shelley to
tears - which was Charlie's plan all along. Pretending to make amends,
he buys Shelley another dress, this time the right size but she takes it
back to the shop and buys another in the smaller size Charlie wants her
to be, promising to be slim and dim by Valentine's day instead of as thick
as she is now.
But back to that party in the Rovers. Liz turns up wearing something
pink and frilly, which I'm told on good authority was a similar dress to
the one Jamie Lee Curtis wore in Trading Places. It obviously made
a lasting impression on someone (thank you Barry). As the party
gets into full swing, Chesney and Rosie take refuge under the table eating
hula-hoops from the ends of their fingers - surely the only way they should
ever be eaten. As the old dears gossip around the table, unaware the
kids are hiding underneath, they discuss Sally and her daughters. "You
just mark my words" says Blanche, "That young Rosie'll end up a serial killer."
As Chesney wolfs down the buffet, he tells Rita it's the best food he's
had all year. Feeling sorry for him after the miserable Christmas
he tells them he's had, the women put their hands into their lavendar scented
handbags and fork out the sum of £12 between him, poor lad.
Ken arrives at he party with Adam from Scotland, played by a new actor,
a full two metres taller and 10 years older and eyeing up Sarah. Ken and
Deirdre then get fruity on red wine and Deirdre has a quiet word with Shelley
in the back yard. By the empty crates and dust bin, fag in hand, Deirdre
tells Shelley she knows that life with a builder can bring its temptations
- all those lonely housewives wanting a bit of lagging in the bathroom or
an extension in the kitchen. Shelley knows she can talk to Deirdre if she
needs to, but she can't admit to anyone just yet that life with Charlie isn't
anything but perfect when it's anything but.
Gail cracks her face to buy Eileen a drink but makes it perfectly clear
she'll always blame Todd for ruining Sarah's life; she'll blame Richard
Hillman for ruining hers and she'll never forgive Barney the rabbit for
taking all the best scenes. Eileen and Gail drink to the memory of their
grandson, little Billy Platt.
And so as the clock strikes 2005, Deirdre leads a conga out on to the
cobbles. Chesney rushes home to hug Schmeicel and fireworks hit the sky
to welcome in the year year. There was also something involving Les,
Cilla, a pretend bad leg and dancing to Status Quo but it was all a bit naff
so I won't mention it.
Elsewhere this week, Roy rages, quietly and internally of course, in
the cafe when a fella keeps popping in to eat his own sandwiches and to
spend a penny in the facilities without spending any money in the cafe on
food and drink.
Warren gets called up to play for Weatherfield County (WC) on New Years
Day. Frankie, Danny, Mike and Adam get wrapped up warmly and support
Warren from the cheap seats while Candice takes her cleaveage to the pitch
in the freezing cold with barely more than an extra layer of lipstick to
keep out the chill. Warren starts as a sub but when he eventually
gets on the pitch, he kicks the ball after the ref has blown the whistle
for the end of the game and gets a yellow card for his trouble.
When the Stench of Death comes down the Harris' stairs to greet Tommy
and Angela's ears, they start to wonder what sort of music young Craig
is listening to these days. Craig and Rosie have started listening to all
sorts of teenage stuff, you know the kind, without a beat and with words
you can't understand. They head off into town with Craig's Christmas
money and return with black hair, having released their inner goths and
certain the world will end on March 17th. I do hope not, I've just
put an order in for a new sofa.
Sally's shocked and stunned by Mr Davenport's declaration of lust for
her. Over drinks after work he surprises Mrs Webster by telling her she's
the most attractive woman he's ever met in his whole life. Doesn't
get out much then, obviously.
And as Audrey suffers from a noisy neighbour, Fred offers her peace
and quiet at his place overnight, which she gratefully accepts.
And that's just about that for this week.
Glenda
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