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Some great comic moments this week when Charlie West tells
Les that his pal has won the lottery. This pal has all that money
desires but one thing he really misses is 'home'. He has the money
now to build himself a tradtional street to remind himself of
his working class background, so Charlie suggests to Les they
dig up the cobbles in the street to sell to the poor homesick
lottery millionaire. Janice walks in as they're scheming and has
a go at Les. As she leaves, Les shrugs at Charlie; "Hormones,
eh? Who'd have 'em?". Anyway, they draft in Dobber to help
out, digging up the cobbles until Les hits himself on the foot
with his ice-pick and the other two scarper as Les hops around
in pain. Next day, Audrey and Maude wonder what's gone on, where
have all the cobbles gone? Les tells Audrey he's going to complain
to the council about his injury, blaming the missing cobbles for
him hurting himself. Audrey promises she'll ring the Highways
department at the council and after that, it's in their hands.
Greg and Sally are over the moon at securing a large contract
from a firm called Rubens - one of Mike's customers. Janice overhears
Sally telling Gail about the contract in the cafe, and she tells
Mike what's going on. Mike vows to Alma that he's going to bring
Greg Kelly down if it's the last thing he does. When Rubens pull
out of the contract without giving any reason, Greg is suspicious
about Mike causing problems but wonders how he found out about
the contract in the first place....
Toyah comes out with some corking lines this week when she
realises that Dobber is really just a waste of space. She confides
in Janice that she's not happy with Dobber - "It's times
like this you wish you were a lesbian!". Later in the cafe,
Toyah gives Ken an essay of hers on Wuthering Heights, to read.
Gail says she wishes there were real men like Heathcliffe in Weatherfield,
and Ken says perhaps there is, what about Dobber? To which Toyah
replies "Dobber does plenty of the wuthering, he just can't
reach the heights". She tries to break the relationship with
Dobber, but he's still hanging around, being apprentice berk to
master of them all, Les. A right comic pair.
Deidre is looking for a job, and Alma suggests to Mike that
he offer her a job in the factory. So, via Alma, an offer is made
and Deidre accepts. And that's about as exciting as it got this
week for the poor lass.
Zoe, Ashley, Tony, Maxine, Nick and Leanne all go nightclubbing
together. Tony has a 'bit of business' to attend to in the club
and Maxine isn't best pleased to be left on her own while Tony
does some dealing (hence the soapbox bit at the start of this
update). He offers her some, and she refuses. In the club, a couple,
Ruth and Ben start talking to Zoe and Ruth takes Zoe's purse from
her jacket. This Ruth and Ben are like, really weird. Anyway,
next day Ruth brings back Zoe's purse, saying she's found it and
wanted to return it to her. As she's talking to Zoe, she gets
her to talk about baby Shannon and sort of wheedles her way into
Zoe's confidence. Ruth returns the next day with her sister/cousin
(excuse the confusion, she was called both in seperate episodes)
who apparantly had also suffered the loss of her baby, and can
sympathise with Zoe. Anyway, Zoe's loving all this attention and
invites Ruth and Ben for dinner, and Ashley invites Nick and Leanne
to come along to the dinner party too although Zoe isn't best
pleased about this. It's roasted chicken on the menu but Ruth
and Ben are vegetarian and don't drink either "We don't need
alcohol anymore, life's intoxicating enough!". They also
denounce meat, saying it ruins a person's spiritual balance. (I'd
like to see them say that to uncle Fred, I say, I would). There's
something strange going on, and Zoe is going to get sucked into
their weird cult life any day now, just wait and see. Nick and
Leanne come away from the dinner party announcing Ben and Ruth
"a couple of prats".
It's tonsil hockey ahoy this week with Liz and Michael. He
catches Liz outside of the Rovers and kisses her in the ginnel.
Liz cries "no, stop, more, please more, stop, no, more".
Anyway, Michael tells her he's going away to work in Milton Keynes
and gives her a last physical check-up chez McDonald before he
pops off. Anyway, as the two of them are writhing with physio
passion on the downstairs bed, what no one knows is that for the
last few days Jim me laddo has been taking his first, few tentative
steps with the help of a zimmer frame thing. He's planned to walk
into the house on his own two feet with a bunch of roses under
his arm, a diamond ring in his pocket and a gleam in his eye to
ask Elizabeth to marry him. He struggles to walk into the house,
he opens the door of the living room and finds Liz and Michael
on the bed, together, naked, and throws his walking frame away,
crying.
Des and Nat are back from honeymoon and Des suspects something
is up with Tony when he and Nat walk into the house and Tony has
a friend there, Jason. As Des and Nat walk in, Tony hurriedly
puts away his stash, scales and drug paraphenalia in a briefcase
and Jason hurriedly leaves without the 800 pounds cash Tony owes
him. Jason catches up with Tony later in the week, demanding the
money he's owed, which in turn is owed to someone nasty in Leeds.
Tony can't pay and Jason warns him that people are out to kill
him if he doesn't get paid. Tony asks Nat to let him stay longer
in the house than first agreed and she, as his mam, adrees. Des
knows there's something going on and warns Tony he doesn't want
any trouble in his house.
Nick needs some extra money so when he sees a poster in college
advertising a vacancy for a life-class model for an art class,
he takes the poster and let's just hope, please, we'll be spared
having to sit through an episode of Nick without his clothes on.
And that's about that for this week
Glenda :-)
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