Corrie Remembered: Episode 3012

(This post was originally posted by Clinkers (David) on the Coronation Street Blog in January 2012.)

Welcome to an occasional series where we take a trip down Memory Street and re-live an old episode of our favourite series. These summaries will not appear in any particular order and are not meant to be a definitive commentary on the episodes reviewed. They are merely a bit of fun and may just remind you of characters and storylines long forgotten.

As we are celebrating the year 2012, then let's start with episode 3012, first broadcast on January 1st 1990.

Dodgy Danish knitwear seemed to be all the rage in 1990. Deirdre was celebrating, or rather weeping, her way into the new decade with a very nasty jumper. And that perm. Deirdre has just discovered that Ken is doing overtime with town hall trollop, Wendy Crozier. She tells Ken to pack his bags and clear off. He hauls himself off to the Weatherfield Recorder offices for a mope before the brazen Ms Crozier comes a calling.

Tracy-luv appears on the stairs of number one in a hideous pink dressing gown, presumably a gift from Auntie Emily. Tracy wants to phone her dad and get him to come home. Deirdre has already mentally moved on but lets Tracy have the Crozier phone number - 2721. Not many telephone owners in Weatherfield presumably.

At the Rovers, Bet is is full monstrous drag queen mode, all gold blouse and Dolly Parton wig. She scoffs at Alec's idea of tracing his long-lost daughter. In a bizarre scene, we see Alec conversing with some old bat who may have known his ex-wife. Aforementioned bat is seen pruning roses in the fog. In January. Back at the Rovers, Bet and her staff are stuggling to cope with the hurly burly of Audrey ordering a vodka. Tina Fowler's blouse is struggling to cope with her lively bosom.

Newcomers the MacDonalds are locked in battle with Alf Roberts following Steve's destruction of the Corner Shop window. Despite having been grounded by Big Jim and Liz (sporting a truly grim leather jacket), the twins shin down a drainpipe, smoke a cigar and then drive a tractor into Alf's newly glazed shop front. Sally appears in the doorway, struggling to overcome her bad knitwear.

With this, the 1990s commenced down Weatherfield way. Thankfully the fondness of Arran sweaters did not see out the decade.