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This weeks update written by Janet Waterhouse as Glenda was away.
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To prove that spring has finally arrived in the UK mere weeks before the beginning of summer, this report opens with Gail sitting on Maxine’s Memorial Bench with evidence of daffodils blooming in the planter. She returns home, claiming she went out for milk as David glance at the two bottles on the table. He encourages her not to let Phil get to her but she replies that she feels better finally knowing who is to blame as she walked to the back door looking for lambs gambolling in Keith’s back yard or perhaps planning a barbeque with drinks.
Claire wants to discuss baby names whereas all Ashley can think about is his other baby, the one Matt Ramsden is trying to take away. The excitement of feeling the baby kick is diminished proportionately for the poor lass as yet again Ash misses an ante-natal class to go to the solicitor. Bev is drafted in as a replacement which isn’t the solution that Claire nor indeed Shelley wanted as she’s down in the dumps about not being the first to provide a grandbabby.
Emily feels awkward about saying something to Rita about leaving her tights in the sink … again. It’s a problem she doesn’t have with Norris who obviously immediately hangs his on a line in his bedroom. Rita starts on a successful campaign to have her flat back. Shortly thereafter, Norris is round to the shop in search of a strong cleaner to remove that nasty reddish brown stain he’s found in the bathroom. Luckily for the nation’s sensibilities, it turns out to be hair colour (permanent).
Sunita has been offering Dev the chance to see the twins if only he can find someone to look after the shop in the next 10 minutes. Steve refuses as he already has a life; Craig has to read a poem in Assembly. Keith spots an opportunity to supplement his pension. I’m not sure how long the profits will last as he knocks down the high prices for Sean and Blanche. He doesn’t want to offer that too often to the latter as there was a definite frisson of pleasure from Blanche. We didn’t follow her out of the shop, but I’m convinced she went to the pub for some red wine.
Amber reveals that her mother has accepted her boyfriend’s proposal and all three of them will be moving to Finland (Finland??) and is devastated when Dev isn’t. Come to think of it, the fact that Dev has managed to convince Sunita to move into the house whilst he moves to the upstairs flat has put such a bloom on his cheeks that he didn’t even seem concerned that he needs to hire someone to run the shop. Of course, this could mean that he has a job opening for more than just a shop manager.
Unable to cope with her tears, Dev discusses the situation with her mum and “great bloke” Dave and lets her stay the night. Unfortunately, Amber then starts plotting to move in permanently and tries to unpack the boxes that have been hanging round since he moved in. He immediately puts a stop to it and Amber once again falls into a stropas only a thwarted teenage girl can. She cheers up slightly when she hears that she earn more an hour than Craig, but reverts back to type when Dev won’t give into her demands.
We immediately spot that something serious is up with Kelly as we spot her getting into a taxi without even a glimpse of thigh or décolletage. She’s off to court on the thieving charge and deservedly feeling betrayed by someone she was trying to help. However, on her return, she, with Joanne’s help, seems to be making some headway in convincing Sean and the factory girls that she was wrongly accused. In fact, they all seem to be behind her (well, everyone that is except Sally), that she is emboldened enough to ask Danny for her job back. Much to her dismay, he instead hands over her P45.
Hayley delivers an impassioned plea in defence of Kelly, to no avail. At least, not in public. Danny seeks Kelly out and tells her to be back at her machine on Monday. Lloyd tries to convince her to plead guilty so that she won’t go to jail. Kelly agonises over it all week.
Frankie is determined to have the villa as part of her divorce settlement with Danny (or, more likely Leanne) just as determined it’s not on the table. Frankie goes to the factory to have a discussion without their solicitors being present so they can both get on with their lives. Leanne goes from hiding behind the clothes rail to a clipboard, giving Danny evil looks as he orders her to bring coffees, then locking her out of the office. They negotiate what they each consider to be a fair settlement: Frankie gets the villa and Nathan, Danny gets the flat and the ever-expanding Leanne. And, of course, it’s not long before the Street’s muttons make holiday plans. Please, fingers crossed that we be spared a Bikini Street special!
Gail confides in Audrey that she believes it was David who has been responsible, but the latter is not having any of it. So, Gail searches his room and finds a card. I must be a suspect too, as I often buy generic cards so I have something on hand just in case I forget a date. Over-reacting, she screams at him to clean his room as it’s a disgrace. Good thing he doesn’t share with Emily and Norris. She sets a trap, telling David that this Friday is Richard’s birthday and she’s expecting something nasty in the post. The way she has treated her children as devil’s spawn over the years, it can’t be half as bad as what she sees in the mirror each morning. Is it just me, or does anyone else think she’s turned into Ivy Tilsley?
Just how many postal deliveries a day does the Street get? Every other scene has Gail dashing home and sorting through the bills and flyers. Just as she’s relieved to be proved wrong and David is not responsible, Keith knocks on the door with a card that’s been wrongly delivered to his house.
Gail is then forced to reveal to David that she set him up as his face drops – he admits it was him and thought that it was funny. In a storyline twist that I admit I didn’t see coming, Gail decides that she’s the one to blame for David being psychotic. After all, how would a normal teenager behave when she brings home one dodgy bloke after another? He’s a bad lad because she’s a bad mother. Obviously, the ever-missing Bethany doesn’t stand much of a chance then. In the tradition of Tracy being upstairs in her room for two years, I wonder if this means she will show up as a completely different face in the future.
David tries to make amends by taking Gail a cup of tea, even though Mothering Sunday was weeks ago, but she tells him that it will take a lot more than that to make up for his actions. That’s a cup of tea and a couple of chocolate digestives, then. David blames the whole episode on teenage angst – no one listens or pays attention to him unless he does something wrong. Nope, it didn’t make sense to us either. In our house, we thought it far more likely that it was Sarah plotting to provide a reason why Jason should move into the house. He claims that he won’t do it again. Well, of course not, we would all know exactly who sent it. When Audrey finds out, she bursts in and clouts him hard round the ear as Gail tries to defend him. It turns out that she does have a plan, she’s going to love bomb him, much to the disgust of her mother and daughter. Audrey threatens Gail to put a stop to it before she does. What’s she going to do … call the Social? Audrey tells Gail not to call her when David starts up a satanic cult. Well, she doesn’t really but we all knew that’s what she was thinking.
The police show up. Both Gail and David assume Audrey is responsible, however it was just to let them know they have taken Phil into custody The officer doesn’t understand why Gail doesn’t want to press charges but we couldn’t understand why the lab was taking so long in running tests on the bloodstain found on the last card. This would never happen on CSI.
Setting a good example to her wayward son, Gail lies to the police and sends him on his way. She can hardly push the officer out of the door fast enough to start on the next bottle of white (the women on the Street, of course, only drink red when they fancy a bit of the other). Sharp-eyed Blanche hobbles as fast as she can down the Street to let Audrey know the police had come visiting again.
Minutes later, Gail changes her mind and drags David down to the police station. Finally, David gets the telling off he deserves and that’s where we finish for this week.
So until next time, I‘ve had a bit of a clean out of the drinks fridge and hoovered up round the chair. Glenda, I’ve sewn a few throw cushions to replace the ones John Dean ruined when he spilled some lamb curry on them and there’s a box of Tunnock’s in the wall safe awaiting your return.
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