What an unrelentingly grim week on the Street. I almost threw myself off my window ledge (until I realized I'm on the ground floor).
Where to start? Carla is on a downward spiral. Those creepy texts she's getting from Rana are actually from an angry Alya. Peter the fixer is trying to make things better but keeps making things worse. Ken is alarmed at Carla's behaviour. Finally Peter takes her to the clinic but Carla takes off and is missing.
Similar morbid story for Imran. He's still angry and motivated to ensure that Carla gets punished.
Gary? No joy there. He's got himself into trouble... again. Rick the loan shark enlists Gary as a junior member of his team but Gary does the opposite, telling a pensioner not to trust strangers with cash. He's like a reverse loan shark. Rick shows him how it's done by praying on poor Alex who uses his loan to buy a nice gift for Cathy.
The factory? It's now a squalid little temporary business squeezed into the community centre and dedicated to packing. Meanwhile, Nick has his hands full as the police want to look at the Underworld accounts and that could connect Nick with the theft of Audrey's money.
Sinead receives her final cancer treatment and she and Daniel prepare for a naming ceremony for Bertie. Ches and Gemma plan a holiday. Sally keeps Tim on a healthy lifestyle much to the amusement of Steve and Dev. This leads to a heart health bet among Tim, Dev and Steve (I don't like those odds).
And now for some lines from the week that was:
Nick explains the consequences of the police looking at Underworld's books:
"David, we could end up going to prison"
(Don't worry, Gail will visit)
Natalie is doing her best to impress David at Trim Up North:
"I've even polished your weasel"
Natalie is doing her best to impress David at Trim Up North:
"I've even polished your weasel"
(it's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it)
Peter to Steve:
"My Dad, Captain Logic'
"My Dad, Captain Logic'
(Faster than a speeding Eccles)
Sally cancels Tim's request for unhealthy snacks at the Rovers:
"Step away from the peanuts, Emma"
"Step away from the peanuts, Emma"
(and put down those pork scratchings)
Sally recounts to Steve and Dev her healthy afternoon with Tim:
"We have just been for an urban hike"
Sally recounts to Steve and Dev her healthy afternoon with Tim:
"We have just been for an urban hike"
(and we didn't even get mugged)
***
Well, downhearted denizens, it was a sober, suffocating week of relentless despair. As Mary would say, an inexorable march to the grave. Let's hope things cheer up a bit next week. Thanks so much for stopping by and have a great week.
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