NOVEMBER 5 2012
Over at Weatherfield Hospital, Jenna is fast becoming the
new Martin Platt. Every time there’s a hospital scene, Jenna’s
there. Every time anyone needs a medic, Jenna’s there.
Every time there’s Sophie Webster in her hospital bed, unable
to walk, needing a physio to get her back on her feet, Jenna’s
there. But fear not, for all is well because Sophie can wiggle
her toes. Oh! She will walk again, everyone! She
will!
Glorious Gloria glides off and leaves
Weatherfield this week. She’s been coming on to Lewis, with
Gail’s full knowledge, telling him she’s dying and has money
to burn for a trip overseas for the two of them. She’s trying
to lure Lewis into her honey trap in order for Gail to prove
to Audrey whether Lewis is trustworthy or not. Well, he proves
he is when he turns down Gloria’s come-on of sun, sea and
senior moments, but when he gets drift of what Gail and Gloria
have been up to, and worse still, that Audrey knows, he turns
swarthy and dark and seeks revenge on Glorious Glo.
And so off Gloria goes in the back of a cab and under
a cloud. She’s outed as a fraud when the Rovers wins pub of
the year in the Lancashire Leisure competition, and it’s Lewis
who’s pulling the strings and the rug from under her feet.
Lewis makes sure that everyone finds out Gloria’s been writing
comment cards using other people’s names to win the
competition, and they’re not best pleased. And so she
goes. Glorious Glo has gone, we can only hope that one day she
will return. And as for the pub of the year award, the
new landlady of the Weatherfield Arms, a bottle blonde called
Carole, swans off with it, declaring: “My pipes are as clean
as a whistle.”
And so attention turns to Lewis, who
turns true panto baddie as he swishes across the cobbles
twirling his moustache and swearing revenge on Gail for
ruining his life. Personally, I thought Lewis was a bit
up his own backside this week. He ruined Audrey’s life once,
he swindled her out of her life savings and was caught on CCTV
snogging Deirdre by the double tote. For him now to get on his
high horse about the honey trap was a bit rich. Audrey’s
better off without him, just you wait and see.
Well,
there’s more shenanigans going on when Ken falls asleep on the
soft furnishings at Wendy flamin’ Crozier’s house after a bit
too much wine. Instead of waking him to send him home, Wendy
leaves him sleeping, knowing full well the trouble she’ll
cause when Ken doesn’t return to Deirdre until the next day.
And trouble it does cause, of course.
Deirdre’s
up in arms, blaming Ken for sub-duvet activity in the Wendy
house even though Ken denies all and tells Deirdre the truth,
that he turned Wendy down and told her he was happily wed. As
Deirdre struggles to find out the truth, Wendy reports Ken to
Brian in his role as Chair of the Bessie Street School
Committee and lies that Ken came on to her in a sexually
harassing kind of a way. Oh, she wishes. But he didn’t. Ken
knows that, Wendy knows that and then Deirdre knows it too
after Wendy makes Ken a visit at home. First she tries
flirting, then apologising and all’s well that end’s well. Ken
is back with Deirdre and Deirdre is back with Ken. They kiss
and make up as Ken whispers those little words that Deirdre
loves to hear: “Cup of tea before bed?”
And finally,
as if I wasn’t hating the surrogacy story enough already, it’s
the next nine months of interminable Tommy/Tina/Trouble that
we’ve got to look forward to that’s had me flicking through
the telly guide wondering what’s on t’other side. Tommy
doesn’t want Tina to go through with baby-making for Gary and
Izzy. Gary and Izzy do. Tina wants to do it to pay off Tommy’s
debts. If and when this changes, I’ll let you know.
This week's writers were Peter Whalley, Debbie Oates,
Carmel Morgan and Simon Crowther. Find out more about the
Coronation Street writing team at http://coronationstreetupdates.blogspot.com/2008/11/exclusive-all-current-corrie-writers.html
Glenda Young
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