We open at the funeral where Jack was about to do his eulogy for Vera:
‘First time I asked our Vera to dance,’ he begins. ‘she said no. Week after I asked her again and I said, “I won’t be askin’ you a third time, this is your last chance.” Anyway she said, “Yes”. So that was more or less the start of it, we got married in 1957, we didn’t have a brass farthing between us. Well, we never had much. We had us ups and downs, I can’t deny that. For one thing, you wouldn’t believe me if I did. But we stuck at it. And really, when I look back, which I’ve been doing a lot over the last week, it’s as though there hasn’t been two lives, hers and mine. There’s been just the one that we shared and that’s the best kind of life you can have. But what I really wanted to say was, thanks Vera. Thank you love.’*
And with that said, and as Ray Charles’ ‘I Can’t Stop Loving You’ plays, our Vera is wheeled into the crematorium and just about everyone is crying.
Outside the church, Blanche quips, “Well, that’s another one gone. And before her husband too. You don’t expect that.”
Terry is talking to Rita and Emily, telling them that he’s living large in Wolverhampton, selling these new fangled mobile phones (they’re the future, I tells ya) and has a big flat as a result. Not so big, mind you, that Jack would want to live there now, you see. He’d probably hate Wolverhampton. Rita nods warily.
Kelly says she was worried Jack was going to drop dead right there. She wonders if they would cremate both at the same time.
“Oh, not right away,” Sally assures her.
Paul, meanwhile, expresses his fear that he’ll turn out like his father. Doubt it. Paul seems to genuinely care about people. Terry asks what Jack’s plans our now but Tyrone quickly says Jack is welcome to stay with him and Molly.
When they get back to the Rovers for the reception, Terry warns Jack not to sell the house because the money won’t last that long and no, he can’t come live with him.
In their booth, Vera is remembered by the factory girls as a woman with a gob bigger than Janice Battersby.
Terry tries to catch up with Paul.
“So, you’re a chef? That’s cool. Got any kids? No? You’re not gay, are you? Oh well, guess I’ll see you when the old man snuffs it. Bye!” And with another warning to Jack not to sell the house, Terry leaves.
Later, Jack tells Paul, Tyrone, and Molly that they shouldn’t mind what Terry says. He says they’re his family, not him, and he’ll still sell the house to Tyrone and Molly.
When they get home, Jack tells Paul that the funeral went just as Vera would have liked (save for a visit from her royal relatives, I imagine) but he should have gone first. Vera would have managed without him. Paul leaves him with a whiskey and his thoughts. The episode closes with Jack breaking down into tears.
I have something in both my eyes.
The Stories That Could Have Waited
Michelle lies and tells Wendy and Nick that Ryan wants nothing to do with them.
Lauren is playing Darryl like a fiddle.
Maria found out that Liam only came home from Brum because Tony showed up so she gets mad at Liam and…oh, just guess the rest, will ya?
*Thanks to corrie.net updates for the full text of that eulogy.