Tracy's back. No presents for anyone but she's got a pretty hot wardrobe with short skirts, new heels and fishnet stockings. Her conviction was put on hold due to a dodgey DNA expert. She's wasting no time at all getting into everyone's faces and being even more obnoxious than she ever was. Insulting Ashley to Claire's face? Gail wasted no time abandoning her boiling ham to go guns blazing at Tracy for her attempts at keeping her locked up. Pretty funny watching tiny Gail take on tall Tracy but then she's like a little bulldog, is Gail. She took Eileen down on the cobbles a few years back, you may remember.Tracy's insulting Leanne, Peter, cheating at games playing with the kids, I guess she's making up for lost time!
Meanwhile she needs a job. She figures working in the factory is beneath her but she asked about a job measuring out toffees in the Kabin. You'd get better money in the factory and you'd be sat down. Well because she didn't want Gail to get the job, she figured she could slip in there and get to Carla first. And you know, as much as i hate Tracy, she did have a point about Claire continuing to stick her nose and two pennies worth in. I did enjoy Emily tearing a strip off her and that is the one person for whom Tracy probably does have a modicum of respect. Will it make a difference? Will it Heck.
Steve is spineless. He always was and you know what? Tracy isn't about to get any more tolerable and Steve is not going to grown a pair any time soon. Just sayin'. Tracy's turning on the guilt and Steve caves and Becky is stuck between a rock and a hard place.
The poem Ken read was written specifically for Coronation Street by the Poet Laureate, Carol Ann Duffy. And imagine Ken liking Mr. Blue Skies by ELO!
"If someone could direct me to a street where I could stand
Cobbles beneath my feet tearful with rain;
The shadows of my hopes behind the stained- glass windows of a pub, ghosts -
I would turn up the collar of my coat, walk, number each small, terraced house by heart:
Birthplace; neighbours - hardman, hussy, haridan, hustler, hero, heroine -
Threshold, bride and groom as clueless of next year as Christmas Eve;
Or exit-place, a hearse, a raw and local grief...
Then I'd retrace my steps, perhaps a baby's cry sharp as a sudden star nailed to the sky,
To stand now in this backstreet bar, nursing a beer
All my griefs, my gifts, and glad I live here."
Poor Tyrone is really having a bad time of it and who could blame him? It must be intolerable, having to lose as much as he did and see the man that is the living reminder of it all living right across the street. He can't even face working with Kevin. In the real world, i think Tyrone would insist Kevin buy him out and leave town but i don't think that's going to happen here.
For a man that near death, it seems a bit soon for Peter to be home but home he is, in a wheely. Not sure i'm so happy about Nick offering his services to run the betting shop. He'd be working with Leanne, wouldn't he? More chances to niggle his way back to Leanne if he had his way. And WHAT THE HELL was Leanne doing snogging and smarming all over Nick in the ginnel????? Where did that come from, after she was so adamant pushing him away. That made no sense at all.
Nick is off the hook, legally. I bet Norris isn't going to stop blaming him anyway. What the heck was all that about Gail's boiling ham? And hams cook pretty quickly, it's not as if it's an all day affair like cooking a big turkey. And why can't Gail just cook it Christmas morning anyway, i don't know what all this "Up all night cooking the ham" is all about. It must be the size of the shed in back of the Windass house where Gary seems to be hiding out these days.
Equally contrived that John would get sucked into Christmas dinner with Charlotte's parents. All he had to do is say he was having Christmas dinner with his own parents. He *does* have them even if he's never introduced his wife to them. That was cringeworthy, the three of them eating to that awful off key cd that Charlotte made! Good thing he's so good at lying. I thought Fiz could tell when he was lying? Apparently not. The guilt is weighing very heavy on John. That's one thing, Stapewich never was an evil man like Tony Gordon. He's a pathological liar, he's a narcissistic self absorbed selfish man, but he's not evil. I can't say i think too much of that Doctor, either, giving a clearly depressed man who is feeling very, very guilty about something sleeping pills.
I don't think ANYONE had a good Christmas this year. Even Lloyd and Cheryl got dragged into Steve and Becky's drama a bit. I suppose Emily, Rita and Norris's Christmas was probably nice. Chris seems to be sniffing around Maria again and you know what her history with men is like, she's got a loser magnet built in so, yeah, he beat his wife. Perfect for Maria, he was only misunderstood, innit? And lookit what Mary did? Created a mobile Kabin! Inventive at least. Aww it is always nice to hear Rita have a warble. I don't know why she bothered putting on her glasses to read the lyrics, she only glanced at them briefly at the start.
New Year isn't looking to be much happier either. Sally is facing a messy, nasty divorce but sees the new year in with Tyrone, misery loves company it seems. Gary is facing his nightmares and couldn't even make it to the pub for a drink with Izzy, his nerves in bits. Awww but at least they made up. The carpet in the the Windass house seems to be made of delicate eggshells, with Anna and Eddie not knowing what to do to help him.
Tracy, after a graphic conversation over the morning sausage about sex, made up for lost time shagging both Nick and David. But really, David Platt? I can't understand how David went all silly and jumped into bed with her. Oh ok, he's pretty young, probably has absolutely no control of his hormones. It *was* funny to see the look on Gail's face when she found out though. Nick? Yeah, he's a slut, he wasn't even drunk, and his beloved forgot his birthday. Poor widdle boy! So did they or didn't they? It didn't look like they did because Leanne interrupted them.
Audrey's friend Claudia is back again. She's so much fun! Always winding up Audrey! The charity auction won Chris a free chauffer ride from Lloyd and he's asked Maria for a date to enjoy it. Emily won racy knickers. Can you picture Audrey giving Eddie a manicure and pedicure???? Ewww! Audrey won the free 'do at Claudia's. And i don't know why Claudia is criticizing Audrey's thick mane of hair, pot,... kettle? Sophie and Sian have seen the New Year in with a bang. Pun intended. Sally wasn't too happy. I guess she could deny the reality of it until she caught them in bed.
Tracy landed herself with a knock on the head. (with a blunt object? Oh the Irony!) Becky's already threatened her, saying she'd see her dead before Tracy would end up with Steve. David told her to watch her back and later went out to make sure Tracy didn't ruin another year for his family. Nick is ticked she spilled the beans about their session (though i thought Leanne interrupted) She pissed off Mary and i wouldn't put Mary past doing a bit of damage. She continues to wind up Claire who's known to have the temper of a red head and Gail sure had a killer glare on as well. She's threatening to take Amy from Steve and Deirdre heard Steve threaten her too. She ends up on the ground in a pool of blood with lots of people having a motive and Steve standing over her. So it's too obvious that he has done it. Who did? Who do you think?
Deirdre is utterly convinced Steve did it and then she'll do an abrupt about face and be utterly convinced that whoever is next in line did it and so on. Fickle, is our Deirdre. Fence sitting, is Ken. Could have been an accident? She wasn't that drunk. Ooh but dishy DC Redfearn is doing the investigation!
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