It’s a stroke of genius to have moved Tracy in with Emily and Norris, and a more unlikely – and comical – threesome it would be hard to find. ‘Shall we have a biscuit, Tracy?’ said Emily on Monday, in a rash moment of pre-bedtime excitement. ‘Oh, go on,’ said Tracy. ‘Let’s go wild.’
Norris remains unhappy about the arrangement, and on Friday, when he complains about Tracy’s lack of rent, she offers to clean the house, including his bedroom. His response is to padlock it, but when he is taking a nap, Tracy gets her revenge by locking him in and turning up the TV to drown his cries to be rescued. He doesn’t have much luck with psycho women. It’s not that long ago that Mary kidnapped him; now, he has to contend with a convicted murderer. It’s hilarious.
It’s a darn sight more amusing than Monday’s storyline that sees Ryan offering Kylie some coke – and it’s not the cola variety. Michelle resorts to desperate measures to make him see sense, but if his halfdressed new look is anything to go by, it seems that her son has literally sold the shirt off his back to finance his drug addiction.
Stella, Eva and Leanne this week joined forces to audition for the three witches of Macbeth, in the light of Karl’s adultery, prompting Leanne to say: ‘ You’re all the same.’ Er, would that be the same Leanne who cheated on Peter with Nick? Karl’s attempt to win Stella back on Monday fails, when she insists that he sign over the pub and mortgage to her. On Thursday, Sunita encourages him to fight it, but is less than happy when Stella tells her that she has inherited Karl’s debts, along with him. How has he managed to run up so much debt when the bookie’s is always closed? And how does he find the time, given he is moonl ight i ng in Taggart too?