Sunday, January 21, 2024

Coronation Street Catch Up: the Brillo pad my eyeballs edition

your one stop update on what happened last week on Canada's Coronation Street...

Christmas is happening on the Street but the "ho ho hos" are few and far between.

Case in point: Peter and Carla. Looks like it's a case of conscious uncoupling for the twosome - or could it be unconscious uncoupling? I can't tell. Or maybe it's just the viewers who are unconscious after listening to all of Peter and Carla's yakking. 

Anyhoo, it's very confusing but the bottom line is that Peter is leaving and using the one-way airplane ticket to Spain (which Carla bought him as a Christmas present) because she loves him very much (what would she have given Peter if she hated him?)

Why? Well, Carla has learned that Peter feels "empty" (not enough mince pies?) The problem is exacerbated after Peter meets the mother of his liver donor and doesn't feel worthy of his second chance at life. Carla zeroes in on Peter's weltschmerz (as Dom might say) and decides that the cure for what ails Peter is a sailing trip around the world (or halfway) with his old buddy. The voyage casts off in Spain, hence the plane ticket.

Peter thinks that Carla is trying to give him the heave ho (who wouldn't?) but Carla explains that she has to get rid of him because she loves him (get it?) Okay, but they'll stay in touch via texts and calls, right? Nada. Again, Peter must not try to contact Carla - because she loves him too much.

Anyway, Peter finally leaves and there is a tearful farewell. Everyone wishes Peter well except for WOS (waste of space) Simon who was away and incommunicado for three days. As usual, Simon is in a snit. No matter, another person shows up on Carla's doorstep (Rob Donovan's son, Bobby) and he seems to be a badly-needed ray of sunshine in his Auntie Carla's life.

Elsewhere, just like the Grinch who stole Christmas, Tony (who is owed money by Ed) takes all the presents under the Bailey's Xmas tree (along with Ed) to the pawn shop in lieu of payment for his services. The Baileys are horrified and afterwards Ed tells them that thieves took the presents. However, one of the presents is traced to the pawn shop and security camera footage reveals that the thief was, in fact, Ed (as well as Tony). Dee Dee and Michael are shocked and it looks like Ed's return to his gambling addiction will finally be revealed.

Elsewhere, Jenny and Daisy are letting the punters know that they got a "bank loan" (actually Carla's money which they got by accessing Stephen's secret bank account) and will be re-opening the Rovers (but won't the pub just go out of business again? What's changed in their business model? Just asking). 

Looks like Stu's elaborate and underhanded plan to get rid of Dom by shipping him back to his family in Germany has backfired as poor Eliza misses her Dad.  As U2 would say, Achtung Baby!

And now for a few lines from the week that was:

Peter explains to the Barlows what he thinks Carla is doing:
"She's giving me my marching orders"
(that's obviously because she loves you)

Chesney after seeing Paul and Billy in flagrante delicto:
"I need to Brillo pad my eyeballs"
(be careful)

Bobby recounts to Carla how his Dad described her:
"A right stroppy cow till you've had your medicinal Merlot"
(sometimes stroppy even after the medicinal Merlot)

David to Gemma:
"Who wants to hear your big gob?"
(I think what David means is that the modulation of your voice is an acquired taste)

Peter at his alcoholics support group meeting:
"I've got everything but I feel like nothing"
(Jean-Paul Sartre would agree)

Mary asks Jenny and Daisy when the Rovers will reopen:
"How long before I'll be sipping Dubonnet in a booth with my besties?"
(hopefully not for quite a while)
 
Sarge apologizes for his harsh remarks:
"I'm just a foolish old goat"
(No one's arguing)

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Well, Festive Friends, so ends another week and a somewhat muted Christmas is over on the Street as Peter departs for parts unknown (Spain actually). We'll miss the morose mariner, the sad seaman, the tattoed taxi driver, the..... (well, you get the idea). Thanks so much for stopping by and have a great week.

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