Coronation Street Monthly Update

Janice Battersby is one very worried woman after she and Leanne set up a bank account in the name of Rosie Webster. Well, Rosie disappears after cabbie John Stape tries to kidnap her and then she flung herself in her undies at Tony Gordon in a hotel room only for him to turn her down flat. She’s a harlot, that Rosie and Sean nicknames her the Weatherfield Barbie. She’s her mother’s daughter all right. But anyway, back to this fake bank account. Janice finds out that the factory girls at Underworld have won twenty five grand on the lottery and claims the cash for herself without telling any of the girls but she ropes step-daughter Leanne in on her plan. Just what can go wrong? Oh, let us count the ways. First off, Darryl spots a bank statement addressed to Rosie in Janice’s letterbox so he takes it and pops it into the Webster’s instead, and that’s when Janice’s troubles begin. Leanne’s brazing it out, as she does, desperate to get her hands on the cash to hand over to Dan Mason to buy the Rosamund Street bookie shop so he’ll stay on the Street and not leave her. Janice was hoping to splash her half on a chip supper and a new shell suit but it looks like neither of them will spend a penny now. The police are called in, questions are asked and Janice is arrested. To add to her woes, Janice’s boyfriend Roger packs up and leaves in disgust and fury at what she’s gone and done. And still, the mystery of Rosie’s whereabouts remains.

Tony Gordon takes his bride-to-be Carla away for a weekend. With them go Carla’s brother-in-law Liam who’s in love with Carla, and Liam’s wife Maria, who’s not. As the girls stay behind at the hotel for what they called a spa experience but I call feet up on a foot stool wearing a towel on their head, Tony drags Liam to stare at stalactites (tights might come down) and stalagmites (and they might come up again) in a cave. He’s frightened of heights, is Liam but he should be more scared of Tony Gordon, who’s out for revenge at Liam and Carla after finding out about their little fling via a video on Rosie’s mobile phone. Inside the cave, Liam’s holding on for dear life in a damp, wet cavern while Tony asks him to be his best man at the wedding. Liam can’t think of anything he’d like less but agrees because he doesn’t want to seem rude. Tony then rings his brother to tell him he won’t need him as his best man as Liam the schmuck will now do the job.

News reaches Jason that Sarah might be coming back from Italy with little Bethany soon. He’s all excited and starts making plans in his head, forgetting that he’s just about to move into a new flat with Becky, Poor Becky. She paints her hopes and dreams into the fabric of that flat, it’s all she’s ever wanted, a proper home of her own with a postcode she remembers, living with a fella she loves. But when she finds out that Jason wants to get back with Sarah, she leaps at him across the bar of the Rovers and gives him what for. He deserves it, mind you. “You’re a waste of paint,” Becky yells at Jason, flinging a jasmine candle after him as he leaves the flat through the door. It was newly decorated too. Eileen’s not happy when she finds out the news. “I’m a married man,” Jason protests to his mum when she has a moan at him as he packs to save his marriage in Milan. “You’re a dimwitted fool,” she replies. Ooh, she’s good, is Eileen. Becky then goes on a rampage, smashing a window of a travel agent offering cheap Italian deals before she gets bladdered in a pub and nicks some girl’s purse. Steve McDonald finds her later, lying drunk on the pavement, and he takes her to Roy’s where Mr Cropper practises first aid as best as he can.

Elsewhere this month, Gail’s got more on her mind than the possible return of her daughter when she canoodles with Tina’s dad, Joe in a van on the Street. Joe offers David a job, helping him fit kitchens. David accepts and Gail gets a warm glow.

And finally, Molly’s Aunty Pam helps Tyrone raise cash for the wedding fund when she flogs some cheap watches in a pub. Tyrone’s her stooge for the act, pretending he’s interested in buying a watch so that the lads in the pub will all buy one too. And that’s when their wrists turn green.

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