Sunday 18 March 2012

Corrie Gold

(This post was originally posted by me on the Coronation Street Blog in November 2011.)

Coronation Street chunters along nicely most of the time. It's got ups, it's got downs, We moan about the sensational, the next trial and tribulation of someone falsely accused. And then we get some gold that makes us remember why we love the show.

We got gold this week, several times over.

Dennis Tanner is and always was a rogue. We discovered that he jilted someone a couple of years ago and she's tracked him down, only to find out why. He admitted he didn't love her and was feeling trapped, with no way to tell her. Turns out, she knew all along and was only after companionship in her old age. Meanwhile, Rita has been harbouring her growing feelings for Dennis but managed to hide it from him when he said he was afraid he'd put her through what he put Norma though. 

Weren't they wonderful? They didn't always even need words, just a look conveyed Dennis' fears and Rita knew exactly what he meant. She hid it well, but when his back was turned, we could see her face fall. It doesn't matter how old you are, you still can fall in love and you still can hurt.
Becky is divorced from Steve, absolutely. She got the "blood money" as she called it to prove it. She wound up Tracy with tales of spending it on a posh holiday, knowing it would get back to Steve who tore a strip off her for frittering it away. But Roy quite rightly pointed out that it was none of Steve's business and Tracy cut Steve off at the knees over it too. Yay!!! I think she'll be able to get on with her life now. Previously, she and Roy had a wonderful conversation over a meal. My favourite bit was her wondering why she couldn't be more like Roy and he telling her she would never want to be like him. Roy just makes my heart weep sometimes.

Even earlier in the week, Becky decided to keep Lloyd company for an evening of tequila and one upmanship over whose life was in worse shape. No agenda, no unwise snogging, just mates commiserating. Golden!

Even the final departure of Ciaran had me surprisingly choked up. Well it wasn't so much his departure as it was Michelle's broken heart, knowing they wanted two different things. I did find a suspiciously wet eye when she was sobbing in Carla's arms after the taxi went round the corner. Maybe not golden, but surely sterling silver as a runner up?

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