BUSHELL ON THE BOX: MEMO to Corrie.
Calm down, chaps. Martin Platt only met Robyn at the end of September, now he's moving in with her. At this rate they'll be married and divorced by the January sales.
It's time to reign in the farce too. Broad laughs don't only drown out wry grins, they play havoc with characterisation. Would a bloke like Les really put up with being left behind for his honeymoon? He may be a loud-mouthed dim-wit, but he's never been a wimp.
And as for the laxatives, what is this, the school playground? Poor Lloyd was in agony. Mind you, the biggest pain in the butt is still Janice...