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Monday, 6 August 2012

Coronation Street Weekly Update, August 6 2012


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Greetings and welcome to the Coronation Street Weekly Update. Find out more about the Coronation Street Weekly Updates and why they've been written for th'internet since 1995 at http://www.corrieweeklyupdates.btinternet.co.uk 

And so without any further ado, here we go with this week's Coronation Street update.

You know that face that Betty used to pull? The one where she sucked imaginary air in through her lips and ended up with her face all puckered when she’d just heard something she shouldn’t? Rita pulled that face this week, the very same one, and for the very same reason.  She was stood at the bar, waiting for Norris, who as it happens, didn’t turn up – but more of that later. And as Rita stood at the bar with her drink, St Ella walked through to the back room of the Rovers with Sunita in tow. Yes, Sunita. Well, Rita was shocked and we were all expecting fireworks but Sunita bowed to the knowledge of she who has lived longer with Karl and took little comfort from St Ella’s words. “He’s yours now, you deal with him.”  Had Michelle Collins perfected her Northern accent, that quote would have read: “He’s yurs now, you deal w’im, kid”.  Sunita, given much to think on, walked out of the pub and back to Karl and the kids. It’s not a happy home.

Now then, we haven’t seen Roy’s mum Sylvia for weeks and then she turns up only to disappear again. She’s gone to Milton who’s in a state in the States, he’s had an accident and is laid up with only his housekeeper to keep an eye.  Not sad to see Sylvia go, Roy books her plane ticket and the next we know, she’s referred to in the past tense, by Mary of all people. I don’t know about you, but I’ve just pulled that face that Betty used to pull.

Having a cage dancer for a daughter-in-law hasn’t been easy on Gail but this week she defends Kylie when Michelle accuses her of dealing drugs, co-ercing cocaine on her Ryan.  Kylie denies all, she’s in the right this time too after Ryan lies to Michelle about where he’s got the drugs from. “You’re a wonderful mother to Max and you’re good for David, too” Gail coos to Kylie after a showdown on the Street between Kylie and Michelle.  

Meanwhile, Ryan nicks cash from his mum’s purse to buy more drugs and meets an unwashed bloke up the ginnel to buy some more of these here drugs that are doing the rounds.  Just in case you weren’t sure that Ryan’s a bad ‘un, the hood on his anorak, ladies and gentlemen, was very firmly and squarely UP.  What more clear signifier of a rascal do we need? Hang him now.

However, Steve’s using Ryan's rascalliness (is there such a word? No? There blinking well should be!) to get into Michelle’s good books and under her duvet. He gives Ryan a job at Streetcars and sets him up to play his guitar at Nelson’s pub on Magic Monday when he finds out Ryan used to be in a band. Michelle thinks Lloyd’s the one to get Ryan the job and the gig, and gives him a big kiss under the smoker’s shelter. When she finds out it was Steve, she tells him she’ll think on about going out with him for a drink.

And now we head for the dark side of the Street with Tyrone’s violence at the hands of Kirsty taking a sinister turn as she wallops him with the attachment from the hoover. Not the little fluffy bit you add to the end of the hoover tube when you’re doing the stairs, this was the nasty long plastic bit that she picked up and hit Tyrone with, over and over again.  The next day he’s battered and very bruised and applying pain relief in the garage when Tina finds him and he confides that Kirsty’s beating him up. But as he swears her to secrecy, Tina doesn’t say a word. It’s a difficult position for Tina to be in but not half as difficult as the one Tyrone’s in, poor lad. He begs Kirsty to see the doctor to get help for her mood swings and violence and she pretends she’s been to see Dr Carter. But Deirdre knows she hasn’t, she saw Kirsty walking out when her appointment was called and when she tells Tyrone this, he and Kirsty argue in the back yard – just as Deirdre’s walking down the ginnel with Eccles on her lead. 

As they argue in the yard, Tyrone pushes Kirsty away from him in frustration and she falls, hurting her head. This leads Deirdre to put two and two together to get 57 and she assumes Tyrone’s beating Kirsty, a notion that Kirsty does nothing to shake from Deirdre’s mind, in fact she seems quite happy in a twisted way that Deirdre should be offering sympathy for her fall.  Anyway, Kirsty makes Tyrone go to the pub while she has a lie down on the sofa but while he’s out in the Rovers, she packs to leave and calls a cab.  Tyrone arrives back at the house before the cab comes and there’s tears as he begs her not to leave him, but she’s honest at least in that she says he’s too good for her and that’s why she has to go, she hates herself for hitting him and can’t live with him because she loves him so much  And with that, she went.  But fear not, she’ll be back. Oh yes, she will be back.

Over at Emily’s, Norris isn’t best pleased when Tracy does the cleaning. He doesn’t want her in his room or anywhere near his stuff, and I’m on Norris’s side in this argument although Emily seems to have forgotten her god-daughter is a demented, psycho murderer. Mind you, so do most of the writers at Corrie.  Anyway, Norris gets Jason to fit a lock to his bedroom door and while Norris is inside his room, Tracy locks him in there. (And that’s why Norris didn’t turn up in the Rovers to meet Reet for a drink – see para 1 above!).  Norris and Tracy continue to wind each other up culminating in a wonderful line from Tracy after Norris deliberately wakes her up from a slumber on the sofa by getting the vacuum cleaner out to wake her up. “You’re a slap-head hoover Nazi!”  I’m going to use that line on someone this week, just you wait and see.

And finally this week, Mary helps out in Roy’s Rolls as with Hayley away, Sylvia gone and Anna on a day off, Roy’s on his own and grateful for her help. Mental Mary invites Roy to an Elgar concert in a town far away - Malvern I think it was – and she gets all giddy kipper when Roy says he’ll go with he. But while Scary Mary’s dreaming of a romantic musical getaway Roy puts paid to that dream when he tells her that while she’s only booked two rooms in the hotel, he’s booked three tickets for the concert as Hayley’s coming with.

And that's just about that for this week. Remember, you can sign up to get these Corrie weekly updates by email at http://www.corrieweeklyupdates.btinternet.co.uk/subscribe.htm

This week's writers were David Lane, Peter Whalley, Simon Crowther and Joe Turner.


Glenda Young
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5 comments:

Humpty Dumpty said...

Suspend your disbelief and all that, but sometimes Corrie really takes the biscuit. Deirdre says Dr Carter's not doing anything this afternoon and can make a house call. She phones the surgery to make the arrangement and later accompanies the good doctor on his visit (like Gail used to), takes it upon herself to counsel Kirsty when Tyrone's on the phone, admonishes the patient's husband in the pub and finally comments on the situation with the bar maid and customers. What possible reason, apart from a plot device, could there be for the receptionist sitting in on the visit? Sloppy writing which is very annoying.

Anonymous said...

This is why you should not have one of your neighboours working at the nearby clinic/surgery/health centre thingie. Nosey nellies with access to your most vulnerable moments. I wonder if Dreirie also announces annual physical results in the pub?

Anonymous said...

Will Deirdre get fired like Gail was?

~JB in Canada

Anonymous said...

Dr. Carter must be the most under-worked Dr. in the world..he can just up and leave the surgery at a moments notice to drop in on the residents of the street and can do an internal on a pregnant woman right on the floor (or table) of the local greasy spoon. He is sure a miracle worker that Dr. Carter yessir.

Nikki NZ said...

Steve & Michelle. *BIG yawn*. They didn't have any chemistry last time they were together and there are hardly sparks flying now. I hoed it's just a passing fling before they both move onto new, more exciting partners.

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