Sunday, November 26, 2006

SOMETHING KINDA YAWWN
Sooo sorry this is late (and quick - life took over from blogging again)

We're building up to Davetta's big exit with some odd, Oedipan shenanigans from BroJo re: JoJoMa. JoJo's busy trying to prove to JoJo Ma that BroJo isn't dead by making him turn up on the doorstep. Sorry darling, but wouldn't the sight of her long lost son on the threshold when she's not taking her meds properly trigger a major episode? Bradley doesn't think it's such a good idea, and neither does BroJo. He skedaddles, and JoJo trudges back home to watch the final of Make Me A Supermodel with Bradders and a nice cup of tea. Bradley decides not to dump her just yet.

BroJo goes to the club and starts chatting up Preeti - who I shall call Duckface on account of her looking like, well, a duck. JoJo sees him getting cosy with Duckface and asks herif she isn't a bit old for BroJo. I can't remember if there are fisticuffs, but Duckface ends up in bed with BroJo anyway. JoJo heads Davetta off at the foot of the stairs, and I'm not sure where Davetta's been either. Anyway, JoJo works out that BroJo is only after Davetta's money. A nation belms. JoJo tries to get him to dump Davetta, but they find her crying over Tony Bennet's ashes (careful now, you don't want to go mixing them with Barry's) and decide to string her along for a few more days.

Speaking of which, Billy won't let Baby Petal go to foster parents before the adoption. Phoney's already packing the sleepsuits.

GADawn should have known, should have cared, should have hung around the kitchen in her underwear, acting like a lady instead of chasing after Slimy Metrosexual and discovering that he is married to *gasp* Hot Lady Doctor! She smashes his windscreen and stomps home. Slimy Metrosexual avoids getting beaten up by Mickney and tells GADawn that he loves her but he can't leave his wife. GADawn offers herself up for a charity auction date (eh?? Oh yes, Children in Need). AGarry 'wins' her, but she runs off crying.

Dasbo seems to have gone into some kind of dodgy business with BodySnatched Peter following Keef's decision to close down the market stall because he can't be arsed or something.

The replacement for Dodgy Marcus - last seen heading off to the Bahamas with a suitcase full of Mitchell cash - is funnier and less smug than her big sister Sophie Thompson. Sophie leaves Fill's legal papers in her flat, then her car breaks down, and she loses her keys, so Fill has to step in like Sancho Panza depping for the Don. A nation says: "She's neither squeaky, blonde, nor man-faced! And she's got A-levels! It'll never last!" Ben: not happy. Babs: thinks that dating a lawyer is a bit of a step up from the usual lady gangsters and part-time barmaids. The Beale tries to tell Sophie that Fill is a heartbreaker, a dream taker and lovebreaker whom nice girls shouldn't mess with. I love it when Beale gets weaselly. Go with your badass self, Bealemeister!