Today’s episode might be described as a fast-paced potpourri that plays like a long movie trailer. We are all over the neighbourhood, so rather than weld content into stories, let’s just travel through the day as it came….
Peter comes coughing into the living room looking for an emergency fag. Blanche and Ken harass him for sleeping in and tell him that they’ve been babysitting all morning, reading and making milkshakes and what-not. Due to the little boy’s quiet nature, Blanche has christened him, “Shy-mon’. Now that Peter has risen, he offers to give Ken “a hand”.
Fiz is at home and throwing John off the phone. Apparently he keeps phoning. WACKO.
Peter is now hanging about his front door, when Dan ambles by. They have a brief chat that goes something like: “I’m a bookie, you’re a bookie, would you like to be a bookie, too?” Peter says he once owned Dan’s establishment, dodgy boiler and all.
Kelly has been to the travel agent’s and bumps into Dan. She is very excited about their planned holiday. Kelly plans to bring lots of thrillers to read, including the Di Veesy Code. She gives him a kiss and saunters off. Dan looks completely icked out…apparently no longer diggin’ Big Bird.
At the factory, playful banter is underway, which includes Tony. Gee Glacia, when he jokes around, I can kinda see in a tiny way how he might be hot. A little bit. Sean wants to know if Tony prefers satin or silk in a lady’s undergarment. Tony says he actually likes cotton. Sean thinks this is kinky for some reason. I think it’s funny because the actor who plays Sean is called Antony Cotton. Tony….Cotton…fuggetaboudit.
Kelly has now gone to the bank and returned to the factory. Apparently she has no money. Sally says not to worry – the pays don’t usually clear until lunchtime.
Tina is at the Platt’s, chatting on the phone with a friend and oozing, “Yes, he’s absolutely gorgeous. David overhears and obviously wants to know who is absolutely gorgeous because it better be him. In spite of the fact that he has just passed his underwater driving test, David gets all freeeked.
At the Battersby-Brown house, Chesney and Kirk are packing for South Africa. Chez is also freeked because Kirk only has factor 5 and factor 10 sun cream and without a radiation-shield, Chesney will burn to a crisp.
Peter attempts to have a heart-to-heart with Shy-mon. He wants to know what the story Ken read him was about, if he wants help with his puzzle and a couple of other questions to which Simon offers zero response. In spite of the fact that all Corrie children are mute, Peter seems to think he should form sentences. As he’s not making any headway, Peter decided to go to the store for some fags and a lollypop. Leaving Simon in the house alone.
(‘kay now we really start flipping around, try and keep up:)
Leanne wants a quick chat with Janice as Janice is passing the hair salon. Leanne, wrapped in a towel, is apparently having her hair done. End of.
Tony is on the phone in the car. End of.
Peter is in the Kabin looking at toys, including that awesome pop-up ball-in-a-cone thingy from the 70’s. Those were awesome. They make really good wizard hats for cats, too.
David is now on the phone with someone, commenting for no other reason than to wind up Tina: “she’s absolutely gorgeous!” He’s actually on the phone with his cellmate, Graham. Graham has been released and David has asked him over. Tina is pissed.
Simon is playing alone with a yellow truck when Ken comes in. He asks where Peter is. No answer.
On the way to the store, Peter runs into Leanne and they flirt a bit.
A sad Julie is hugging Kirk goodbye at home, making him promise not to talk to any girls. Nor to chat anyone up in nightclubs.
Sally meanwhile has come to see Fiz. She wants to know what the police asked her. Fiz tells Sal again that she had no involvement.
Ken is playing with a green car at the table. He throws open the door thinking to tell Peter off, but it’s only Blanche.
Rosie is at Webster’s Garage bawling…she has apparently had a meltdown because of noises she heard in the house when a door blew shut and knocked over a pitcher, or a picture, or something. She has freaked out in her foxhole and come running to Kevin. Sally stops by the garage and joins in comforting Rosie. Sally is now allowing the slight possibility that Fiz is innocent, but still thinks she knew. Rosie says not.
The factory girls’ nickels have dropped (out of their wallets) and they now know something’s fishy with their pay. Julie’s card was refused at the butchers. Wicki’s wages have not come through either. Everyone agrees they must confront Tony about their wages, and their straits would not be as dire if Janice hadn’t stolen their money (for nothing and your chicks for free). And this never would have happened in the Baldwin’s day, when there were wage packets not this electronic debit nonsense.
Peter finally comes home. A bickering match ensues, which includes Blanche’s description of Ken making the morning milkshake: “You were prancing around like a sprite, Kenneth.” Peter and Ken trade insults, resentments and slagging until Blanche finally tells them to shaddap. Simon simply wants to know where the promised lolly is.
Graham the cellmate show up at the Platt’s and does a crazy-ass handshake with David. His accommodations have fallen through and he wants to crash on the sofa. Of course. And he is going to get David a car.
Peter is outside having a smoke and Ken comes out to try and make peace. He says they ought not to fight, for Simon’s sake. Blanche comes into the yard and says they have a visitor. Peter has called a social worker to come for Simon.