It’s a thin line between grief and seeming to forget what you want to say, as Dev pro proved this week. Never one to scrimp on his vowels, his staccato delivery turned eac each monologue into a performance on a par with Hamlet upon discovering that his un uncle With murdered his whining his father. apparently at an end on W Wednesday, Dev wishes Karl and Stella good goo luck for the future, in the light of Stella’s Stel shock announcement on Monday (‘I want w dull, predictable,’ she said this week wee – she had that in Karl, before he turned turn killer). Now, maybe, Dev can get back to trading in the shop; with roughly half a dozen items a month being sold, he’s never going to make grocer of the year.
David’s inner psycho threatens to raise its ugly head again on Monday, after he hears Kylie and Gail discussing the possibility that the baby might not be his. Nursing his broken heart on Wednesday at the edge of a cliff, is he about to jump? No, that would be too easy. Instead, on Friday, he heads to Nick’s flat to trash it with a sledgehammer (left) and, later, he pockets a key to the new lock. This is clearly just the beginning.
The fallout from Tina’s decision to keep the baby was pretty ugly. Anna’s response was ‘ She’s an ’ard faced cow’, while Owen’s was ‘I’ll make us all a brew’. But is Tina about to change her mind? On Friday, she is told the baby is strong enough to be breast-fed, but when she struggles to feed him, she wonders if she is doing the right thing, and it is up to Tommy to reassure her. Oh, come on, Tommy, make your mind up. Anna’s rage reaches boiling point when she slaps Tina’s face. That’s brave – risking contact with those ferris-wheel earrings.