CORONATION STREET
The sniffer dog that sparked drug suspicion at the Bistro a few weeks ago is the only walking thing that has ever shown the slightest interest in food there. The clientele certainly doesn’t and despite all the chefs’ alleged trips to Cash & Carry, there’s little that’s bubbling happily in the kitchen.
The tedium of the drug story finally comes to a head when two masked gunmen enter the Bistro, point a gun at Ryan, and demand that he turn over the stash. Sam, the only wise man in this madhouse, dives under a table and calls out to Nick, who responds to the sound of a gunshot.
As Nick, Leanne and Damon rush to the forever doomed hostelry, they fear for Sam and Ryan. The police, in a rare display of speed, arrive, and once again it’s Craig, the ever-present cop, and a sniffer dog too.
What now? I guess they are only after the steak. Will this hasten the end of Damon and this ridiculous story? We can only hope.
On a lighter note (and God knows we need it right now), Bernie finds out she’s a regular golfer, and the ladies’ captain tells him she’ll be waiving her club membership fee and will offer him a scholarship.
Sniffer dogs and police are back at the Coronation Street bistro (pictured, Leanne and Nick are pictured here with Craig)
For someone who can’t afford a pack of burgers for the nine people at home, how is she even going to buy the right shoes, let alone a set of clubs?
Maybe Stephen has a set lying around. Surely he must have cracked a few skulls with them over the years.
Speaking of Stephen… he’s up to mischief again, colluding with Sarah, Michael, and a man named Rufus from Donahues, who is keen to see the contractors’ samples. Incredibly, he decides he wants exclusive rights to their products – they should have gone to Specsavers.
After telling Rufus that Carla is his PA, will Stephen be surprised when Rufus starts chatting with his taxi driver, who is none other than Peter?
Naturally, the foghorn doesn’t stay silent for long, so has Stephen been scolded?
ESTENDERS
As if her prognosis wasn’t bad enough, Lola now has to deal with school, where an unknown adult has attacked Lexi’s friend Maisie. In all honesty, Maisie shouldn’t have poked fun at Lola’s poor health, but Lola suspects her own online presence might be to blame.
There’s an even bigger shock in the living room later, when ‘Nicole’ turns out to be Lola’s mother, Emma.
In Eastenders there is an even bigger shock in store at the show later when ‘Nicole’ turns out to be Lola’s mother Emma (pictured)
With everything going on, plus her grueling cancer treatment, it’s a miracle the poor girl didn’t drop dead from a heart attack. Can the week get worse?
Of course, it is possible; it’s Walford. When Emma shows up on the doorstep, Lola makes a shocking discovery about her past.
Will she be able to accept the truth, and what will that mean for her relationship with Emma? And we thought Lola being with the walking Mogadon that is Jay was the worst her life was ever going to have.
Ever shrewd, Chelsea suspects something is wrong with Whitney. Seriously? Yes, her baby’s diagnosis is horrific, but when is there ever anything wrong with Our Whit?
Can anyone cheer him up? To the rescue of Finlay and Felix, who, not knowing the truth, organize a movie night, hoping to distract her. Big chance, because they are interrupted by a visitor…
EMMERDALE
Is the romance rekindled for Mandy and Paddy?
Can a couple get together without resorting to alcohol? I’ve heard of Dutch courage, but in this village, the locals go all out for Holland every time.
In Emmerdale, Paddy and Mandy grow closer. Could they rekindle their previous relationship?
When Mandy and Paddy spend an afternoon reminiscing, they quickly dissolve into alcohol-fueled laughter. But when they lock their eyes (all eight of them; they’re probably seeing double at that point), are they about to take a physical trip down memory lane?
It’s for the canapes that I’m sorry. How many affairs have taken place on them over the years?
How the hell did the sources survive all this frantic activity? I want to know the retailer of the Dingles because the last sofa I had threatened to collapse even when my Chihuahua jumped on it.
Mack continues to hum like he’s still nursing a Burns Night hangover, haunted by the secrecy he holds from Charity’s gleeful banter. He tells Chloe he’s going to confess, unaware that Sarah is listening upstairs.
When will people learn that you can hear everything in these houses? Walls don’t just have ears; it’s like they’re sheltering Dumbo behind their panels.
In the middle of Cathy’s birthday parties, Bob asks her about her period. Ah, Bob! Are you really surprised that she is blowing a joint?
Just light the candles on the cake, buddy; you have a job!
