Oooh la la

Oh dear, Sally Webster's turning into the new Gail Platt. Her distressed mother scene at the train station was so over the top that I actually had to push the mute button! I know Rosie was running away and all, but it was only to Berlin!! Last I heard, the wall had come down and they even had them thar telephone contraptions. They may even that internet thing.

And as for drunken Bev. Let's face it, she's not really crying for Fat Fred (as one of our non-Coro watching readers called him), she's crying for herself. Being stood up at the altar, retirement plan in ruins, no longer the centre of attention, etc. And as for the appalling acting going on...I just about choked on my vodka and tonic when Liz and Sean had to take an over-acting Bev out the back. It reminded me of my Life and Times of St Cuthbert play, standard four, circa 1987 (I was meant to be the Archbishop of Canterbury but you miss one practice due to sickness and my, how quickly they forget you - I got demoted to a pict. I bet you don't even know what a pict is. Let me just say that the pict next to me was wearing a brown paper rubbish sack as her costume and it looked authentic.)

And don't even get me started on that evil Charlie Stubbs. Can't wait for Tracey to wipe the smile off his face.

P.S. Loved it when Sally pushed Sophie aside (onto a railway track?...) to get to her beloved Rosie. Classic Coro.