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Ashley tries to end things with Zoe, but every time he plucks
up the courage to tell her it's all off, she cries on his shoulder
and tells him how much she needs him. True, she does seem to be
coming out of her depressed state after running off with baby
Morgan the other week, but Ashley love, if you don't break it
to her gently now, you'll never get out of it. Poor lickle thing.
Ashley's dilemma is heart touching, I have to say. He doesn't
want to leave Zoe on her own, he knows she needs him, but he realises
that he has a life too, and it doesn't include looking after someone
with Zoe's problems.
While Nat and Des continue to get all smoochy with each other
(spit, yuck), they're worried about Samantha's feelings, but she
tells them she's fine, she doesn't hold any grudges and encourages
them to get on with their relationship. So what exactly is Samantha
up to then? Money goes missing from the petty cash box in the
Rovers. Of course, we all know Samantha has taken it and wants
Nat to get the blame. Jack and Vera can't believe Nat would have
stolen from them but suspicion falls on the stottie tottie as
she's the only one with a key to the box except for the Duckies.
Nat's gold ring also goes missing after she takes it off in the
bar to wash up some glasses. Samantha takes the ring and keeps
it for a few days before miraculously "finding it" on
the floor of the Rovers after she drops and smashes a glass and
has to get on her hands and knees to sweep up the broken glass.
What is this girl up to? Even Des wonders what she's up to. (Why
does this whole storyline remind me of 'Blind Bettina', a comic
strip from "Mandy" magazine that I read when I was 11?
Most odd).
Les Battersby decides its time to meet Greg's mother, Moira.
He borrows a red jaguar from Charlie (Teresa Turkey) West and
dolls himself up for the night out, telling Gary in the Rovers
that he's "...playing away in Warrington tonight". "What,
football, like?" asks Gary. "No, upstairs olympics"
replies Les. He should be so lucky. Before calling on Moira, Les
has a drink in the pub across the road from the cemetery. Moira
susses Les out straight away; he is, after all, less than subtle
with his chat up skills, and she soon realises he's only come
to see her thinking she's a rich and merry widow. Les takes a
bunch of flowers for her, and when a card falls out of them reading
".. gone but not forgotten. From all at No94" she throws
Les out of the house, calling him a conniving, lying toe-rag.
Indeed. Before she throws him out, they talk about Greg and Moira
tells him that all the money Greg has he gets from her, and that
she's going to stop that soon if he doesn't get himself a job...
so it looks as if he's been lying about working in the fashion
industry then and he's really fleecing off his mother. Anyway,
by the time he leaves Moira's house, Les has had a couple of drinks
and he's drinking a can of beer as he drives home. He swerves
to avoid a car in front of him, only to find the driver of the
other car is a copper.
Jim's out of his coma, so he is, and lying in his hospital
bed. He's now able to speak, funnily enough, like Marlon Brando.
The doctor tells Liz that although Jim could possibly regain the
use of his legs, they have to be ready to accept the fact that
there's also the chance that Jim might never be able to walk again.
When Jim finds out this news he throws a wobbler. Liz's hair does
the same thing.
A letter finally arrives for Leanne from Darren Whateley in
prison. Nick doesn't let Leanne see the letter, as she's worried
enough that when Whateley is released from prison he'll come looking
for her. The letter contains a prison visiting order, will Nick
take it and confront his father's killer?
Not a very exciting week on the Street at all. I'd quite like
to see Samantha consumed with rage and do something horrible to
Des and Nat, wouldn't you?
That's all for this week,
Glenda ;-)
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