So traumatised was Tina at Tommy lea leaving, she started throwing her herself at Peter. If it looked as if she wa was scraping the bottom of the bar barrel with Tommy – monosyllabic, bor boring, poor – in choosing Peter she had gone well and truly under the barrel. Bigamist, alcoholic, smo smoker, failed bookie – if you signed up f for a Disaster Zone, you couldn’t com come off worse.
F Frustrated by Peter’s hot and cold attit attitude, on Monday Tina pays him a visit, vis but unexpectedly finds Carla at th the flat, as the pair have been idli indulging in i some afternoon nookie (please, no details). Making her excuses, she goes to the Rovers where she once more has to face the pair, who have gone for a post- coital drink (doubtless Peter managed to fit in a smoke afterwards, too). In a bid to make Peter jealous, on Wednesday she throws herself at Rob and ends up kissing him in the Rovers’ back yard (left).
She’s not fussy, is she? In fact, she’s so successful at throwing herself at blokes, she could re-market herself as a human javelin and make a fortune. When Carla catches the couple, she wastes no time in telling Peter, who on Friday tells Tina that he knows about the kiss.
Kylie has turned to drink since her breakup, and, nursing a hangover on Monday, lashes out at Gail. How much more can Gail take before she is pushed right over the edge? On Friday, Kylie goes on another bender and is asked to leave Max’s nativity. I reckon once she sees that gold, frankincense and myrrh, the kleptomaniac in her will be unleashed with a vengeance. Or she might just kick the donkey. Who knows. It’s difficult to tell these days.