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Events have been dominated this week by the trial of Tracy Barlow for the
killing Charlie Stubbs. Represented in court by a shabby solicitor in a
soiled suit – rumpled of the Bailey – Tracy’s not best pleased. He’s so
useless he can’t even get her out on bail and she’s put away in the Big House
to be menaced by the cast of Bad Girls. Blanche is in her element in the
magistrate’s court, she’s a regular there and they all know her well. “Well,
it’s cheaper than the pictures” she says, noting that Tracy’s solicitor
isn’t a patch on her favourite dashing brief, Mr Harper-Sterling, who
reminds her of a young Tony Curtis and got a young lad off with burglary
t’other week. While Claire potters around the cobbles with a petition, Deirdre
and Ken argue about whether they can afford a hot-shot lady lawyer that Tracy
reckons will get her off and out of jail. Ken reckons they don’t have the
funds but Deirdre smokes for England and sides with her mother who offers
to put up her savings to get Tracy what she wants. At the Barlows, it’s Ken
and Peter by the sideboard vs Deirdre and Blanche on the sofa, arms crossed
and growling. Adam sits in the middle, waiting to see who’ll get the best
storyline before deciding where his allegiance lies. There’s a family conflab
in the pub and finally Ken agrees to remortgage the house, rip open their
savings and sell their souls to save Tracy. Best line of the week went
to Blanche (again) when she and Peter heard from Liz in the Rovers that everyone
thinks Tracy’s a cow. “But she’s our cow!” says Blanche “and we have to support
her”. Whether Ken will agree to support her to the tune of an expected one
hundred thousand pounds remains to be seen. But if that determined look
on Deirdre’s face is anything to go, then Ken had better start getting his
supermarket trolley-pushing arm into practice again.
Meanwhile, Jason talks to the cops about Tracy and Charlie. He tells
them he thinks Tracy’s capable of doing Charlie in, and probably did. Jason
takes control at the builders’ yard, with a little help from Secretary
Sarah. The two of them call up the customers to tell them their building
work won’t be finished because the builder’s gone and died (yeah, right,
we’ve all heard that one before) and Jason takes on as much work as he
can to keep things ticking over. He’s also trying to cope with baby Holly
and arranging Charlie’s funeral as none of his family or friends (friends?)
have come out of the woodwork. Methinks what Jason needs is a senior partner
to come into that business to take control, someone perhaps, like builder
Bill Webster? Could he fix it? Probably, yes. Just an idle thought.
Yes, Bill returned last week and wasted no time in getting his bags unpacked
and his baggage unloaded into Audrey’s flat. Ooh, they both pretended neither
was interested in each other at first but it only took a couple of drinks
before Audrey was offering him a place to lay his head and all his other
manly bits. Sally and Kev are resigned to Bill’s ways, send him off and
wish him well but Gail isn’t as kind about her mother and stands there all
disapproving with arms crossed and eyes rolling, in that way that she does.
“You’re a rubbish dad, Les” says Fiz when she finds out that Chesney’s
being neglected over at the Battersby-Browns. When Les isn’t drinking cheap
lager, he’s sleeping it off, his own way of coping with Cilla leaving.
Meanwhile, little Ches is doing the cooking and cleaning as best as he
can but it’s too much for the little ‘un to cope with and Fiz asks Maria
if he can move into their flat. “Is he tall, dark and handsome?” asks Maria
when Fiz says there’s a new man moving in with them. No, Maria, he’s short,
skinny and ginger. There’s no room for Schmeicel at the flat so Kirkeh
looks after him while Les flounders about in his messy vest. When Cilla returns
she’s brazen as they come and apologies for nothing, to no-one. Norris demands
the money back that he put into the dolphin fund and Cilla slings a quid
in his direction, which he laps up between bouts on the computer in the back
room of the Kabin. Just what is he up to in there? Anyway, Chesney takes
Schmeicel and runs away from the whole bleedin’ lot of ‘em but when he’s
refused admission on the No. 500 bus to Liverpool, Les and Fiz catch him
up in the rain on the road and take him back home. He’s not best pleased
to see his mum and tells her and Les he wishes he were an orphan so at least
he could choose his own parents. Fiz takes him back to her flat, leaving
Cilla and Les to think on.
Over at Underworld, Carla causes chaos between Liam and Paul as she tries
to get her range of kids clothes made up using the factory girls for stitching
and sewing. Mr Connor I and Mr Connor II are not best pleased and Liam
persuades Paul to have a quiet word with his missus. But he’s too scared,
so Liam does it for him and when he tells Carla she can’t use the factory
girls to do the extra work, she comes up with a plan of using the factory
when it’s closed. Does this mean there’ll be overtime overnight at Underworld
for the underpaid overworked girls?
And that’s just about that for this week.
Glenda Young
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