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After Maria waxed Tryone’s back and chest last week in the salon, he’s itching like mad. Cheer up Tyrone, it could be worse, she could have given you one of those waxed back, crack and lack of hair around your sensitive parts. When he complains, Nathan tells him he’ll get used to it and shows off his own buffed and polished bodywork in the garage. Kev spots his two hairless mechanics admiring each other’s smoothness and wonders what the world’s coming to these days. I thought the same thing the other day when I was in a pub and saw a young lad using lip-balm. It shouldn’t have surprised me too much really, I was in a London pub full of soft southern Jessies after all. Anyway, Tyrone finds out he’s through to stage two of the Gazette’s Surprise The Bride competition (Goose the Groom?). When he tells Maria, she’s not best pleased to find out she’s been entered to a crappy competition in the local paper. Now there’s gratitude for you, eh?
Sunita goes into labour, hospital and a great deal of pain. Shelley’s by her side as her chosen birth partner complete with sandwiches and hot drinks in case of a long wait. In front of a fine display of Tunnocks snowballs in the corner shop, Fred tells Dev that his wife has gone to th’ospital although it was Sunita’s wish that Dev wouldn’t find out. Sunita writhes in pain in the delivery room and won’t let Dev in when he turns up but finally allows him in to see the birth of his son and his daughter – Asha and Aadi. Three days later we see Sunita back at her flat, washing, ironing, acting like she’s done nothing more than popped out for a pint of milk instead of giving birth to twins. She tells her brother Jayesh that she’s not coming home to live with her parents, she’s a single mum and will look after her twins the way she thinks best. Jayesh tells her she’ll end up like the rest of the ‘white trash’ on the cobbles and I tell you - that’s brewed up a storm round these here parts in the papers.
Mike’s confusion continues when he gets a credit card bill and there’s two engagement rings listed. He remembers buying one but not t’other and when he speaks to Danny about it, his devious son works out how best to take advantage of Mike’s muddle. Danny convinces Mike that he’s agreed to write Adam out of his will and even arranges to make an appointment with his solicitor for Mike to change the will in Danny’s favour, leaving Underworld to him alone and making him the sole heir to the fortune in pants. Leanne offers Danny her best immoral support.
Emily and Ed get cosy in the Rovers with a couple of drinks and Emily invites Eileen over to join them. Ma Grimshaw’s straight over there, happy at the thought of a single man in the snug but she finds it a turn off when he starts waxing lyrical about religion and stuff. Ed and Emily continue to grow friendly and Emily hosts a bible class in her front room although Norris isn’t too happy when he gets turfed out. “You should see the state of the place. Call themselves Christians?” he moans. “You could have fed the five thousand from the crumbs they left on the floor”.
Carol getsh vereh, vereh dhrunk on cheap vodka and accuses Jamie and Frankie of having the hots for each other. Jamie packs his mother’s bags and throws her out on the street, tells her never to return and says he wishes he’d never found her again in the first place. On her knees on the cobbles, Carol begs her son to give her another chance but he closes the door on her, gives Frankie a hug and tries to pretend he has no feelings for his step-mum.
Ken’s still having problems with Eccles the dog. Molly helps him with some basic dog training but just when it starts to look like it’s going well, Ken takes off the dog’s muzzle and it bites him by the bar – which is always a sore spot. Ken reckons Eccles is the ghost of Lena haunting him by way of a shaggy coat and waggy tail.
And in the episode that I failed to see it looks like Sally caught Rosie and Craig at it again, you know, it. Sally drags her tearful daughter to the health centre and demands that the doctor give her the morning-after pill to get rid of whatever might be in Rosie’s body from the night-before. Rosie insists she and Craig had safe sex but Sally won’t hear it, she won’t take any chances that Rosie might be pregnant and in danger of ruining her life and turning out like Sarah Platt. When the doctor refuses to hand over the pill because he knows Sally’s only doing this to punish Rosie, she gets it from a chemist instead and stands over Rosie while she takes the pill, a bitter one for both of them to swallow.
Deidre, Blanche, Norris and Roy turn up at the art gallery to see the unveiling of the Duckie’s new portrait by Hilary. Jack’s on pins because he’s nervous that Vera will see the nuddy paintings of him which are well-hung in the back room of the gallery, hidden by a scarlet curtain. The Duckie’s painting is wonderful, it really is, and just when it looks like Jack’s got away without his missus spotting the other pictures, Vera’s face turns to thunder as she discovers the secret room. She smashes one of the canvases over Jack’s head and the pair of them leave under a thunder cloud arguing with each other, as their other selves, captured in oils and vibrant colours, smile benignly down on them from the gallery wall.
And that’s just about that for this week.
Glenda
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