Having endured a self-imposed ban on Eastenders for all of a show and a half, it drew me back last night like a siren and it's as though I've never been away. Luckily, I tuned in in time to see Big Mo explaining to Danielle about the finer points of market trading. All you have to do, apparently, is telling passing women who look a bit down that they look like Victoria Beckham. You then give them a scraggy bit of cloth and they give you £50 and everyone's a winner. And Dot has managed to put the Masoods and Patrick and Yolande out of business after a spot of food poisoning; well they'll be threatened with it no doubt and there will be much angst, until the script writers move on to another subject, such as Stacie being indecisive about getting pregnant.
Hi Tellyjelly.
Can you please tell me where that rather large kitchen/lounge appeared from in Corrie on Monday night while Liz and Dreary Deirdre were having their little heart to heart. Is it above the Rovers? if so, who built it and when? or is the upstairs like the TARDIS...
Posted by: brian caine | 24 September 2008 at 02:01 PM
I think it's the tardis.
Posted by: tellyjelly | 24 September 2008 at 03:27 PM