TGIF: Nov 27

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 26 episode on CBC

It's Friday and that means it's time for 'Tony Gordon, it's Friday' or TGIF (either that or head over to YouTube for the skateboarding cat - ed). Could this be the last TGIF (fingers crossed - ed)? Well, either way, let's take a quick gander at some of the best quotes of the week. Giddyup!:

Carla quizzing Kevin and his youthful sidekick, Tyrone, about the location of that popular cut- rate garage:
"Carla: Do you know where Jimmy’s garage is?"
(just go straight down Rosamund Street and turn left at the first thug. You can't miss it)


Becky using the word 'euphoric' while speaking with Steve:
"You don’t work next to Roy Cropper for a year and learn nothing."
(By the way... the British Rail Class 142 is a class of Pacer diesel multiple units used in the United Kingdom. 96 units were built in Derby between 1985 and 1987. They were a development of the earlier Class 141 which were introduced in 1984)


Ken trying to ascertain Janice's areas of academic potential:
"...is there any particular subject you have an interest in?"
(you mean apart from fags and beer?)


Tony trying to be flippant during an intense confrontation with Carla:
"Can you tap dance? "
(I tried once, but I kept falling in the sink)


Carla giving Tony an explicit account of the times she secretly had sex with Liam:
"Oh, what brilliant subterfuge it was. We even had subterfuge in my wedding dress"
(... I hope it was protected subterfuge)


Tony confessing his sins and rationale to Carla:
"I killed him. I had him killed. But I did it for you
(you know, a card and a nice box of choccies from The Kabin would have done just as well)


Norris vacillating on the question of whether a macaroon is a cake or a biscuit:
"I find it hard to envision circumstances where my entire existence hinged on the correct classification of a coconut macaroon "
(Oh hello Jimmy, how's the garage? Listen, I think I may have a job for you.)


Bill Webster checking out the action at a singles bar:
"Right now I’m like a tiger in the long grass."
(Must be a sabre tooth tiger because you're pretty long in the tooth)


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Shots from the hip... That's it after a riveting week on the Street. So many questions: Where did Carla go? What about Maria? Will Tony find an umbrella? Thanks for visiting. Have great weekend and enjoy the Friday episode as well as the weekend omnibus edition. Bye for now.

Truthin' Tony

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 25 episode on CBC

Goodness knows, I'd like to talk about the Windass baking book or Janice's fervent desire to be a nurse (can you smoke on the job? - ed), Vicki's mom or even Steve & Lloyd (Canada's Steven & Chris? - ed), but the predominant story continues to be Carla and Tony's marathon face-off in the deserted knicker factory (the Corrie version of 'My Dinner with André' - ed).

You have to hand it to Carla, she is one gusty babe. I wouldn't have the tamales to go mano-a-womano with Tony. But then Carla is tough and she's also got a lot of 'truthin' (copyright, Nancy Sinatra from 'These boots are made for walkin' - ed) of her own to do about her love of Liam.
And she doesn't hold back either when she compares Tony to Liam the Great, "He [Liam] tasted better than you. He walked better than you. He talked better than you. He was better in bed than you."

Ouch.

...but was she a partner in Ladrags?

But Tony's got a few barbs of his own, "He [Liam] was like the third person in our marriage. Camilla Parker Bowles had nothing on him."

(Well, maybe a few more ciggies and a couple more G&Ts, but I get the idea)

So, everyone lets everything hang out. But what happens now, now that this terrible truth is out there.
Couples counselling? (I'm afraid that's all the time we have today, we'll pick up on the murder next time.")
A call to DC Weller ? (convenient and she certainly won't need a GPS, since she's been to the Street so often)
Another job for Jimmy? ("okay, but this is definitely the last time, Tony")

I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Law & Order, SVU

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 24 episode on CBC

...and by SVU, I mean Scottish Victims Unit (stop mctypecasting my people - ed). You've got to hand it to Carla Connor. She makes Sherlock Holmes look like Inspector Clouseau (if Sherlock Holmes was a hot fox - ed). It took Maria, several weeks, a trip to Cyprus, a can of paint and a spelling error ('muder' most foul - ed) to sniff out Tony's evil deeds but Carla spends 24 hours on the case and she's almost got the whole thing figured out.

I like to think she's been taking my advice from a previous post but maybe she just has the 'killer' instinct. Look at her productivity. She makes one quick visit to Wigan (is there such a thing? - ed) to see Jed Stone. A few pints and a mixed grill later, she knows that Tony's been terrorizing the old man and even sees the marks around his neck (Jed likes his negligees to fit snugly - ed).

Two days later, Carla is back on the case, this time having a chat with the mulit-tasking garage mechanic and enigmatic Jimmy (garage slogan: we specialize in lubrication and intimidation). Now Carla has almost put together the pieces but she has forgotten two important things:

1. A bulletproof alibi so as not to arouse Tony's suspicions
2. An 'insurance' policy, i.e. a companion or witness to deter Tony from inflicting bodily harm.

Personally, I wouldn't want to be in an empty knicker factory with Tony (even with double overtime? - ed). Oh well, maybe Ed Windass will show up at an opportune moment with some cakes. We can only hope...

Special Ed

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 23 episode on CBC

Geez Louise, that Eddie Windass is something else (you mean not human? -ed). Never in the history of human skiving have so many been fiddled for so much by so few. First, there was the kitchen (by not-so-Klever Kitchens - ed), then there's the ongoing compo fraud, the auto-mugging, the darts boondoggle, the 'Wakefield thing' (whatever that is) and on and on. It's like you need a spreadsheet program just to keep track of all the scams (How about Macrosoft's Xhell? Ten quid from Gary and no questions asked - ed).

No bulls-eye, but lots of bull...

No wonder the visiting darts team (the Dread Arrows with the legendary but silent Phil 'the Power' Taylor) got so angry once they got wind of Windass (I guess it was his signature dart throw which gave him away: the famous light fixture ricochet - ed). After that, well, all hell breaks loose. I can't really say it any better than the guy from Dread Arrows who opined: "Different name, different hair, but that gimpy throw. I'd know that anywhere. Get back here you little toad. Get 'im."

Then before you can say 'hey, my leg feels all better', Eddie has legged it up a ladder above a throng of red-faced punters all screaming for blood. Turns out ol Eddie has pulled the same scam at five other boozers ( a serial skiver - ed). But the best line comes from Eddie's startled wife:

"What’s my husband doing up that ladder?" she says distressed.

Reaching for the stars, Anna, just reaching for the stars.

TGIF: Nov 20

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 19 episode on CBC

Welcome one and all to Friday at BPH when we down a few pints, throw a few arrows (I'm usually the goalie - ed) and showcase some of the best quotes of the week in a regular feature we like to call 'Tony Gordon, it's Friday' or TGIF (that's not what I like to call it - ed). All aboard for a quick tour of the week's memorable lines:

Eileen asking Julie Carp (Kirk's girlfriend) about her unusual family name:
"No, it’s just that I know a Carp."
(...sounds fishy to me)


Kevin telling Sophie that he is available, and qualified, to hear about her teen problems:
"I was a teenager once, you know"
(and he has the photos of his mullet hairdo to prove it)


Tony Gordon trying to make Maria's mental state and her accusations seem crazy:
"Do all the voices in your head have Scottish accents?"
(no, just you, Sean Connery, Billy Connolly, Sheena Easton and Scotty from Star Trek)


Blanche's frank confession to Leanne:
"When our Peter took up with you, I had you down as a fly by night trollop who'd take him for every penny"
(sorry to disappoint you)


Ken, accepting Martha's invitation to stay/ for a spot of Earl Grey:
"Well, if you put it like that I’m a sucker for a rhyming couplet"
(ahem.. 'my dog is not named Rover/but I'm quite keen for a legover')


Martha waxing philosophic about a quiet, contemplative life:
"Go placidly among the noise and the haste and remember what peace there can be in silence.."
(...unless you live next door to the Windasses)


Carla commenting on the roominess of Emily's house:
"They're bigger than they look on the outside, aren’t they? "
(yeah, just like the Tardis on Doctor Who and, interestingly, Norris is just as annoying as the Daleks)


Carla, trying to discover the truth about Tony by speaking with Jed Stone over a mixed grill:
"Did my husband try and strangle you... Mr. Stone?"
(No, of course, not. He was just happy to see me, extended his hand in friendship and shook me warmly by the neck)


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Shots from the hip... that's it for this week. Thanks for stopping by and for the nice comments. Always appreciated. Enjoy the Friday episode and the weekend omnibus edition.
Bye for now.

Rosie Webster's guide to classical music

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 18 episode on CBC

Finally! The saddo who usually writes this boring loser blog has given me, Rosie Webster, a chance to talk about me ..oh yeah .. and classical music (whatever - ed). In case you don't know who I am (as if - ed), my photos were in last week's Weatherfield Gazette and I looked well fit. Thanks to that weirdo John Stape, I'm quite famous and I even got paid! How cool is that? (um, what about the classical music - ed). Oh yeah, almost forgot. Okay, so I'm in the grotty caf the other day and the fossil behind the counter is like playing some creepy vampire music.
So I say: "What is this rubbish anyway?" (I know, I know, brilliant eh?).
And like, ol mister school thingy says: "L. Gar"
And so I say (and this part's really, really good): "What does the “L” stand for? Loser?'

L. Gar

Anyway, so like I thought okay, for those pathetic people who actually want to know more about this creepoid music (instead of say Beyonce or Kylie), here's some info.

1. Apparently classical music was really, really popular way back in the prehistoric era. Cavemen used to play this stuff while inventing fire and the wheel and such.

2. You won't believe this but there is actually more than one classical music artist (like there are more than one Minogue or Jonas Brothers) Incredible!

3. Beside Loser Gar (or L. Gar if you insist), some other classical music saddos are: Baithoven, Bark, Brams (must be brothers, I guess), Showpan, Handle and Shoebert.

Ken's bit on the tide?

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 16 episode on CBC

Good dog, Eccles! What's that girl? You've found an attractive lady in a barge? And she's making leek and potato soup? Good girl! Who's a good doggie? Now leave the rest to ol' Kenny boy, Coronation Street's original silver fox, the Barry White of Bessie Street, the.. (that's enough -ed). Anyway, you get my point. Just when you think Kenneth Barlow has enough on his plate (Blanche, alcoholic son, Blanche, two grandchildren, Blanche), he happens to meet with a well-read, intelligent, barge-dwelling lady (a femme naval? - ed).

mind if I 'barge' in?

Their conversation was a little, how you say, stilted, so allow me to present their dialogue, along with the sexual subtext (purely conjecture on my part, of course).

scene: Ken and Martha sitting in her houseboat chatting. Martha has just saved Eccles and invited dog and man aboard her comfy boat

Ken: Thanks, I’m sure [Eccles] she’s very grateful. We both are. You've got a charming home.
(translation: if I told you you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?)

Martha: Oh, that’s very kind of you. It could stand a good clean. It seems there’s always better things to do. Too many sights unseen. Too many books unread. Maybe I’m just lazy.
(translation: how about it sailor, after all we're on a boat?)

Ken: Oh, not at all, I know exactly what you mean.
(translation: while the cats away, the mice - and man & dog - will play)

Martha: What are they discussing now [on the radio]?
(translation: why don't you turn that damn thing off and put on some Bolero)

Ken: Does god exist?
(translation: I believe he does and he sent me a sexy, intellectual, older angel, grrrrr)

Martha: It’s all very fascinating I’m sure, but sometimes these academic jousts can be well, just that. Again better things to do.
(translation: next time you drop by, leave the dog at home, nudge nudge, wink wink)

oy vey maria

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 16 episode on CBC

Maria, lovey, you've got to get a grip (...on Tony's neck? - ed). You and 'sprog-of-Liam' could end up behind bars for aiming a mid-size Japanese sports car at Tony Gordon (good mileage though - ed).

Maria's Mitsubishi in happier times...

Let's take a deep breath and think about this for a moment. Your way (misspelled graffiti, wild accusations, attempted auto-homicide) doesn't seem to be working. I suggest you take a few simple precautions and then maybe you'll have better success. With respect, here's my five simple tips:

1. If you must confront Tony Gordon, please don't do it alone in a locked house or in a locked office at Underworld. Try bringing someone with you (like Fiz or, in a worse case scenario, Kirk) to ensure your safety and to act as a witness.

2. Have you ever thought of bringing a small recording device with you when you talk to Tony? These small digital devices are cheap and easy to use. Maybe you can catch Tony confessing to something on tape. That way you wouldn't seem so - how you say - off your head.

3. For goodness sake, think of the baby. You can't continue to go charging around, working yourself into a lather and getting airbagged in car collisions. This is not good for the sprog. Try to think ahead and look at what's really important (your health and the baby's health).

4. The next time you're in the Kabin, try slapping Norris on the head a la 'Benny-Hill'. It may not help, but it would be fun and I, for one, would enjoy it. (Sorry, this one's a bit off topic)

5. Get a plan. If you think Tony killed Liam (and Jed Stone), you need proof. Ask questions. Find the bald-headed accomplice. Ask the police about the car which hit Liam and was then disposed of or burned or something. If you need help, enlist Audrey. She's skeptical right now but just point out to her that Richard Hillman tried to make her seem crazy too. I'm sure she'll come around.

I know that right now you're out of your head with grief, worry and fear but you've got lots of friends on the street who want to help you. You just have to give them - and yourself - a chance.

TGIF

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 12 episode on CBC

Yes, it's true. I was AWOL yesterday. I was going to say that I was mugged by the Ed Windass, but it seems that he's far too busy mugging himself to bother about me. Anyhoo, if it's Friday it's time for TGIF ('Tony Gordon, It's Friday'), nominated for six Geminis in the 'ok time-waster' category (get on with it - ed). Let's roll:


Kevin Webster ordering a bottle of the finest champagne at the Rovers:
"...we're celebrating the fact that he’s [John Stape] been sentenced to two years in prison."
(Too bad he didn't get the electric chair, you'd really push the boat out)


Audrey coordinating her staff in order to serve a customer:
"Oh, now Natasha, would you do Mrs. Bromley’s low lights for her"
(But first close the curtains, this could get ugly)


Darryl reminiscing about the good old days:
"You know I used to be in a band? 'Acid Enterprise' Not that we took any drugs mind."
(Too bad, I think it would have helped...)


Kirk describing why his qualities are unique:
"Only trouble is, before they made me, they broke the mould"
(hmmm, I think you've hit the nail on your head...)


Amber telling Dev exactly what he's like:
"Yeah, you've got a narcissistic personality disorder. You're controlling and immature and you've got an inflated sense of your own importance!"
(yeah, and those are his good points)


Norris sharing his brilliant slogan with Emily:
"Oldham, home of the tubular bandage"
(quick, somebody call Nike before another company snaps this up)


Maria can't believe Tony is confessing to a terrible atrocity:
"He’s admitted it. He’s actually admitted it."
(that's right, he doesn't wear anything under his kilt)


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Shots from the hip... that's it for this week. Thanks for stopping by. Enjoy tonight's episode and the weekend omnibus edition and remember, no matter how casual you feel, don't go to the Rovers in your pajamas and dressing gown.

windass womanizer

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 10 episode on CBC

How in the name of Terry Duckworth does Gary Windass do it? (performance enhancing drugs? - ed).

Maybe I should be more specific. How does Gary Windass manage to be even remotely interesting to women? And not just Rosie Webster whom he seems to have seduced, bedded and dumped with the velocity of a world-class sprinter. (an Olympic-class cad - ed) Now he's got his eyes on Tina and, even more amazingly, it seems to be working. She appears interested!

Is it his handsome features or fashion sense (red is his colour - ed)? His career path (straight to the job centre and back -ed)? His bad boy image (it's not an image - ed). Maybe it's his witty banter. Allow me to paraphrase his nuanced seduction prose...

TINA! TINA! TEEEEENA!

How could any woman resist that? (that's what vaccines are for - ed). And yet, against all odds, Tina seems quite bewitched by the boy-waster. All he has to do is show up on her door step, push his way into the house and wave a tea kettle around and Tina turns to jelly.

What gives? She's an intelligent young woman. Besides, if she's really looking for a skinny felon with no job and an obnoxious personality, she's already struck gold with David Platt. Why give up steak for hamburger? (Ask Ashley Peacock - ed). Of course, now that Gary has masterminded a heist, it will only add to his Ronnie Biggs' allure. On the other hand, if the coppers find out about the copper, he'll be headed to the big house (Audrey's place? - ed). Maybe he'll even get to share a cell with literary enthusiast and kidnapper John Stape. Now that's what I would call poetic justice.

Stape sentence

note: this post makes reference to the November 6 episode on CBC

scene: Her Majesty' Court, Sentencing of John Stape, defendant

Judge: At this time, I'm pleased to allow the defendant to address the court.

John Stape: Thank you, your honour. I'd like to say... well, um... I'd like to say that I’m very sorry for everything that happened. I know what I did, kidnapping a young woman, was a very serious offence. But I never harmed her and I never would have. I tried to make sure that she had everything that she needed...

Judge: Even pasta salad?

JS: Yes, your honour even pasta salad, and copies of Celebrity magazine. Furthermore I assure the court that Ms. Webster was never in any discomfort or fear. I would also like to apprise the court of the psychological scars and hardship which I, the defendant, endured during those nightmarish five weeks in which I was exposed continually to mental abuse from Ms. Webster. Her petty demands for biscuits, kebabs, tabloid trash magazines and Posh Spice memorabilia were agonizing and have left deep scars.

If it please the court, this is a young woman who is able to tax the patience of even the most law-abiding citizen. She is so intelligence-deprived, she thinks the 'bard' refers to people who have been banned from the Rovers. She stared at a can of orange juice for three hours because it said 'concentrate'. She asked me how long it would take to cook 'Minute Rice'. When I told her I knew a one-legged man named Smith, she asked me the name of his other leg. (sobbing) I'm so sorry for the kidnapping, your honour. Please, just send me to jail.

Judge: John Stape, your offences of kidnapping and false imprisonment are serious. You kept a young woman prisoner for five weeks. Of course, this had the spin-off effect of providing residents of Coronation Street with a much-needed five-week break from Rosie Webster and her numerous crimes against fashion. If this case had gone to trial, I would have imposed a sentence of three years imprisonment. By reason of your guilty plea and other mitigating circumstances, I’m reducing that to two years and a day of imprisonment - minus two years. You will serve at least half of this sentence in custody. The rest of the time, you may mope around the vicinity of Roy's Rolls and have a barm cake. Take him down. This court is adjourned.

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Thanks very much for the nice comments on the ocassion of post #100. Much appreciated and cheers to all.

Charles' Canadian Cameo

note: no spoilers were used in the making of this post

If it's Friday, the Royals must be in Toronto. Yes that's right, TGIF takes a break this week in deference to the Royal visit. Prince Charles & Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall, are currently in TO at the Royal Agricultural Winter Fair. In an apparent move to outdo Tyrone & Molly, the prince and the duchess arrived in a horse-drawn carriage to officially open the show (What? No Korean harpist? - ed). However, unlike the Dobbs, Prince Charles was not harassed by Whispering Jeff, nor were his airline tickets lifted by his mum (we are not amused - ed). And, as far as we know, Camilla was not wearing a dress from Rhapsody Blanco.

Nevertheless, the Prince has strong ties with Corrie as many fans know. It was HRH who helped celebrate the show's 40th anniversary by making a cameo appearance in a one-hour special, live episode. The Prince of Wales appeared in a pre-recorded segment and played himself in an ITV News report in which he is seen meeting Councillor Audrey Roberts (discussing the sad demise of the English perm no doubt - ed).

While visiting the set of the show, the Prince was quite charming and talked with a number of regulars including Vera Duckworth and then-sexpot Linda Sykes. ("Your highness, my bodice and I do humbly welcome his majesty to our mingy street")

"I have a dreadful feeling all I have done is given the cast more complications in learning their lines," said the Prince. He is reported to have quaffed a Scotch at the Rovers but declined to partake in a game of arrows or lend his royal tastebuds to the sampling of a hotpot.

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Shots from the hip.. that's it for the week. Thanks, as always, for stopping by and I hope you enjoy the weekend omnibus which includes all those juicy tidbits which are ruthlessly edited from the weekday shows (in order to accommodate more ads and promos).

100

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 4 episode on CBC

Today's opus is the 100th post to Blanche's Polish Hip and all of us here at BPH command central are suitably 'chuffed' (speak for yourself - ed). The blog has grown from the well-hidden ramblings of a feeble-minded Corrie watcher (yes, please go on... - ed) to the.. um, well, let's not dwell on the occasion. Let's move on. Numbers seem to be the theme of this week and it looks like we have a few key digits to share.

Zero: Steve's chances of avoiding the full-blown wrath of Michelle now that the cat is out of the proverbial bag (meow) and she knows about Becky.

Five: Tyrone's figured out his top five best moments from the wedding, but what about the five worst? May I suggest: 5. Whispering Jeff; 4. Picking up droppings after horse & carriage; 3. Whispering Jeff again; 2. Aunty Pam's vast aerial hairdo; 1. Jackie Dobbs' five-finger discount on travel to Paris.

Zero: chances of Blanche getting any more free drinks at the Rovers now that Lloyd has spilled the beans.

top three worst weddings

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 3 episode on CBC

I'm so confused. Is Tyrone marrying Anne of Cleves? Is Henry the VIII betrothed to Lady Molly of Compton? Is Jackie Dobbs disguised as Oliver Cromwell? I guess I should stop trying to watch the Tudors and Coronation Street at the same time (either that or switch to 'E-Talk Daily' - ed).

Yesterday I ventured an opinion on the top three Corrie weddings. Today, I go where no-one has gone before, into the archives of nuptial negativity (get on with with it - ed). Ahem, my vote for the three worst weddings.

3. Deirdre Hunt & Ray Langton. Somewhere back in the mid-seventies, rough-hewn Ray got together with the be-spectacled Deirdre. I believe they met while she was working as a secretary/assistant in the buidling yard owned by Len Fairclough. After a stormy courtship, they got married, each sporting a matching mullet hairdo for the occasion. Oh the humanity!

2. Carla Connor & Tony Gordon. She was wearing purple, he was wearing a kilt. That's all you need to know. Oh, you say you need to know more? Sally was drunk. Kevin was drunk. That's 50% of the Websters who were pie-eyed and more than enough to spoil any festive occasion.

1. It's a tie!

Mavis Riley & Derek Wilton. The first time around, this timid twosome managed to stand each other up at the church (neither showed up). Take two was at the registry office and this time it worked. I believe their union produced a budgie and several garden gnomes.

Vernon Tomlin & Liz Mcdonald. The Western theme called for Vernon and Liz to wear white and Vernon sported a cowboy hat. Jim Mcdonald thought a little red would add a dash of colour (so it would) thus he clobbered 'Tex' Tomlin -- but the wedding went ahead anyway.

Top three weddings

spoiler alert: this post makes reference to the November 2 episode on CBC

I guess you could say that Tyrone and Molly's wedding is not for the 'faint' of heart. What was it that made Tyrone faint? Exhaustion? The Korean harpist? The bill incurred by the horse and carriage for overtime ("Driver, once more around the park, posthaste!"). Will this be the best of times or the worst of times for Tyrone? I guess we'll soon find out, but in the meantime, just to keep things in perspective, here's my vote for the three best Coronation Street weddings.

Number 3: Raquel and Norman (Curly) Watts in the mid-90s. I've always had a soft spot for Curly and it was great to see the nice guy finally get the girl - even if Raquel was not particularly, how you say, 'chuffed', at the prospect of marrying Curly.


Number 2: Steve and Karen Mcdonald in 2004. This was a classic. Karen insisted on the whole nine yards (big church, flash ceremony etc.). The ceremony however was spoiled (improved, surely? - ed) when Tracy Barlow busted in (uninvited) to get her baby from Roy and Hayley, then proceeded to have a knock down, drag out, hair-pulling fight with Karen in the vestry of the church. (and people say church services are dull - ed)

Number 1: Deirdre and Ken (the first time around back in the early 80's) Ken married his "child bride" to quote Blanche. It was magical. Deirdre wasn't wearing glasses and Ken was young(er). Len Fairclough was best man. And, the icing on the proverbial cake was that this wedding was even more popular (viewer-wise) than the wedding of Charles and Di.

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Bear in mind that since the beginning of Corrie, there have been more than 50 (yes 50!) weddings on the Street so this is hardly an exhaustive list. Tomorrow, I'll weigh in on the three worst weddings in Corrie history (my goodness such choice), however it's worth noting that sometimes a bad wedding can be really good, and vice versa.