Thursday, 30 June 2011

Nasty Street furniture . . .

It's been a while since I last blogged. Blame the summer holidays . . .
"Is there anything else we can cram in?"
I often find myself becoming mildly annoyed by some of the tatty old furniture that seems to appear in Weatherfield. There's plenty to chose from. Deirdre's horrid chaise longue, squahed in between that debating table and the never-seen telly box. Or that grotty sofa in the Stape household. However, my current bugbear is that ridiculous table owned by Leanne & Peter. It's about the same size as a dustbin lid and yet we are expected to believe that the Barlows were going to entertain Stella and Karl to a delicious banquet whilst crouching around this offending article. There again, they probably needed some form of reward after entering the flat like demented crabs through that slit of a door.

That's it then. Leanne & Peter quite possibly live in the worst dwelling on't cobbles. Weep for them.

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