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Charlie wheels Shelley off to the cosmetic surgeon for an overnight stay
and an operation she doesn't need. While Shelley's away, Violet's
too scared to come into work in case Charlie grabs her by the dart board
and Bev breaks into his builder's yard and grabs a handful of papers.
After knocking back a fair few vodka and tonics – drink of choice
on the cobbles for women with a past - Bev starts calling Charlie's
customers, asking them if they remember Charlie-boy the builder who did work
for them recently, and suggests he's been sleeping with their wives.
When an irate customer comes to see Charlie, he tells him about the phone
call and says he'll have Charlie arrested if he's been sleeping with
his wife, she's been dead for 18 years. Charlie asks what the voice
on the phone sounded like and the customer replies: "Woman, middle-aged,
drunk". Charlie knows it's Bev so goes round to her flat and there's an excellent
scene full of tension and passion laced with pure evil as Charlie snarls
at Bev, threatens her, fondles her and plays with her mind while she quivers
like an un-set strawberry jam. Meanwhile, Shelley returns
from the surgeon with scars so bad I had to hide behind my cushion and I've
only ever done that once this year - watching Dr Who. Ciaran and Bev
think Charlie's beaten up Shelley, her face is so bruised and
battered that it was easy to assume but Shelley puts them straight
when she storms into the Rovers, eyes blazing, nose running, eye-lids
seeping with pus, with the receipt for the face-lift at £2,300 plus
vat. Screaming at everyone, she throws Bev out (again) before locking
herself in her room in tears once more.
Betty has a bit of a moment in the back room of the Rovers when Marmaduke
dies and goes to kitty heaven. Sean had taken the cat to the vet as
a ploy to get a date with Tim the Tall Vet but it's curtains for the
cat when Tim tells Sean he'll have to put it out of its misery, which puts
Betty in hers. Beside himself with grief, Sean buys Betty a
replacement kitten but the look on Betty's face when she tells him
"Oh, you shouldn't have" means he really shouldn't. And so, as Betty
mourns Marmaduke, Sean secures a date with the vet and invites him along
on a walk with him and a pet dog he doesn't have, called Bellasinead.
"It's like a cross between Bella Emberg and Sinead O'Connor" Sean explains.
Tim accepts the invitation but where's Sean going to find a dog at short
notice - and a dog that will answer to such a stupid name? Kirk
reckons he's got the right dog for the job staying with him in the kennels
and although it's called Buster he says it'll answer to Bella. A desperate
Sean says he'll give it a try although it's my experience that dogs will
answer to anything you want to call them as long as you've got Scooby Snacks
in your hand.
Kirk in the kennels isn't something I mention every update but this week
he and Maria were summoned home to their parents for important news.
Kirk and Maria's mam and dad are retiring abroad and want to pass
on the family business to them both. Kirkeh's made up and keen to
take on the challenge but Maria sees it as a step down from twirling
perms in the salon and wants to sell her share of the family firm.
In the café, Roy gets an offer he feels it impolite to refuse when
Mr Audenshaw from the Green Hotels chain offers to buy his grandfather's
patent. The kinetic energy gizmo wotsit will be installed on
environmentally friendly hotel doors worldwide and make Green Hotels
rich but Roy's happy to sell the patent for the price of a new frame for
his grandfather's photo.
And finally this week, Warren leaves for sunnier climes when he gets a
place on Spanish football team Real Christina Aguillera, or something,
who cares? Even mum Frankie appeared to be Not. That. Bothered. Meanwhile
Danny and Leanne spend the night in a Nottingham hotel. Eating bacon
butties next morning in bed, she asks him why he's doing this if he
loves his wife and son. He likens it to ski-ing - the excitement of
the downhill slalom, swerving here, dodging there - although he clearly
forgot to mention legs akimbo.
And that's just about that for this week.
Glenda
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