Anyone else wondering whether Mary’s got a
portaloo in her motorhome? No? Just me then? Hayley’s lured into the
darkness of the interior of Mary’s life when she demands to know
what designs Mary’s got on Roy. At first she denies all but then she
comes clean and admits she’s been after Mr Cropper for quite some
time. “But men I like, don’t like me. And men I don’t like, don’t
like me.” And Roy, as we all know, only has eyes for Hayley. The altercation Hayley and
Mary comes after Mary lures Roy away to an Elgar concert in Malvern,
and invites Roy to bunker down in the motorhome with her after the
hotel gets their room booking mixed up. Roy, already fretting that
he’s missing Hayley’s dancing competition, demands to return home,
leaving Mary driving home disappointed with a crush on Mr Cropper
the size of Salford itself.
But after Hayley has a word with Mary, and
Anna gives Mary the evil-eye in the caff for giving Roy the
glad-eye, Mary has news and tells Norris she’s leaving. She’s moving
on up, moving on out, it’s time to break free and nothing can stop
her. Norris is shaken
and stirred and stammers: “But there’s people round here’s as’ll
miss yer!” Mary raises an eyebrow and hopes to hear the answer she
needs but all Norris will say in return to the eyebrow is: “Like…
Roy… and Emily”. Norris
is quite clearly perturbed to think Mary might go and so rushes
round to Roy and Hayley to tell them the news. Will they stop Mary
from moving on in her motorhome? Tune in next week for
more.
Over at Emily’s, she throws Tracy out after
Tracy winds up Norris a step too far and then destroys a pair of
Ernest’s old dancing shoes. With nowhere to go and no-one who cares,
Tracy ends up in intensive care in th’ospital after she gets a
kidney infection. She’s desperately ill and things don’t look too
good. “She could die!”
Deirdre sobs to Ken. “Well, she could, but she won’t.” I sobbed back
at the telly. Oh if
only she had done and then we’d all be free. But no, she survives
and there’s lots of “Oh, Tracy-luv-ving” going on as she pulls
through. With tubes up her nose and Steve at her bedside telling her
that there’ll always be a bit of him that loves her because she gave
him little Amy, Tracy tells anyone who’ll listen, and Steve who
won’t, that her future lies with him and little Amy. She tells him
that he’s her reason to live.
As if that wasn’t bad enough, Steve’s only gone and got back
with Michelle. She’s had new furniture delivered and he helps her
position it in the flat, giving her a snog on the new sofa and then
he helps her check her duvet’s straight on her new bed.
Afterwards, when they share a snog on the Street, little Amy spots
them and Steve swears her to secrecy but she tells grandma Deirdre
all, of course. Later
at the hospital when Steve is there trying to wheedle himself out of
Tracy’s big plans with a feeble attempt: “I need more space,” in
bursts Deirdre with: “You lying toe-rag!” breaking Tracy’s heart
once again when she finds out Steve’s snogging Michelle. Oh but it
was good - and oh but it was funny.
And finally this week Tyrone lets everyone
know that Kirsty’s gone and left him, and reports her missing to the
cops. If and when she
does return, so should Tyrone’s mum Jacqui Dobbs. If anyone can sort
Kirsty out, Margi Clarke could.
And that's just about that for this week.
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This week's writers were Chris Fewtrell,
Peter Whalley, Damon Rochefort, Mark Wadlow and Susan
Oudot.
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writing team at http://coronationstreetupdates.blogspot.com/2008/11/exclusive-all-current-corrie-writers.html
Glenda Young
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