JUH-NEEN, JUH-NEEN, JUH-NEEN, JUH-NEEHEEHEEN

Pat goes off for Day Two of Housekeeping Hell with Babs. Babs is really queening it, telling her off for ironing creases in Fill's sleeves, insisting that Pat iron her vile frilly pillowcases, and telling Pat to stop smoking. Pat is sad. Simpleton offers her a job at the caff, but Pat doesn't want her pity.

Little-known fact about Roy no. 1: He was an Archers' fan, and therefore a good bloke.

Backstreet decides to become an entrepeneur (what did I say? Why can't kids these days just go and get a fucking job, eh?). He buys a load of Easter eggs, but Ethel 2.0 puts the heating up and melts them. Doh!

Jim feigns a leg injury to get out of tea dancing with Dot. Yawn.

Bad Bro goes around looking at baby books and hassling Juhneen for rent.

Juhneen cooks and cleans and bustles around Barry, making him very suspicious. He throws her out. She bounces back and persuades him to open up the car lot, "for Little Jack". She kind of spoils the ministering angel bit by giving triumphant little Juhneen smirks every now and again, so that we all remember that she's Up To No Good.

Den Jr. Vickney thinks it's really cool to have a crimmo brother and starts writing to him in prison. Shazza looks worried, but she seems to have stopped the weird mouth action at the end of every sentence - obviously she's seen that Alistair MacGowan sketch.