The problem with Roy and Hayley's heartbreaking and poignant storyline is that everything else seems trivial and inconsequential by comparison: Steve's facial contortions, Sally's stolen handbag, Kylie's voddie binges, Norris' new coat etc. etc. How can the mundane possibly compare to Roy reciting lines from William Wordsworth? Ah well, I suppose we must soldier on and review some of the memorable lines from the week that was.
Steve explains his Christmas shopping problems to Michelle, Andrea and Liz:
"I got stuck in a revolving door"
(hint: step out when you get to the other side)
Leanne reading a riddle from a Christmas cracker:
"How does King Wenceslas like his pizza?"
(without anchovies, I believe)
Deirdre recounts her adventures while wearing a mistletoe crown:
"I've all but swapped saliva with a border terrier"
(too much information)
Kirk ponders the sexual politics of Christmas foliage:
"Isn't mistletoe sexist?"
(Try 'Ms.Toe', it's politically correct)
Nick explains his behaviour to Norris:
"I get these rages and I can't control them"
(although, a lot of people do say the same thing when speaking to Norris)
Liz warns Kylie to behave herself:
"One sniff of trouble and I'll make Tina look like a pussycat"
Rita complains about the odour emanating from Norris' damp coat:
"Norris you smell like a wet dog"
(Must be his new cologne: Chanel No. K9)
Tina tells Liz she won't leave her high-paying shift at the Rovers because of Kylie:
"I'm not gonna let some drunk trollop take money off me"
(I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific)
Hayley to Roy:
"I don't think hope's misleading"
Well, faithful and teary-eyed compatriots of Corriedom, so ends another sad week on the Street. The story of Roy and Hayley is so powerful that I have almost forgotten about Peter and Tina. Good thing I have the Legover clock to keep track of that development. All the best to you and thanks so much for stopping by.