Tantrums and tents: Coronation Street recap - July 20 through 26

By Ley on Tuesday, July 27, 2010 - 22:34

Well, after a whirlwind week, Sophian are stressed up to the eyeballs at the thought of being outed by the one person who hates them most... and it seems it’s far from over.

22^nd July

Sophian are walking down the cobbled streets of Weatherfield, wondering what to do about Ryan and whether they can trust him to keep their secret.

Sophie: You do know Ryan will blab, don’t you?
Sian: He might not.
Sophie: Are you jokin’?! It’s the biggest secret he’s ever had in his life and he hates us.
Sian: No, he doesn’t.

They spot Ryan, he walks past them after a stand-off that would make any Western movie proud...

Sophie: You were saying?!?

Ooooooh, do I detect a hint of sour grapes from young Ryan? It seems a shame really. I mean, he went to all the effort of getting his mop of a hair-do cut to impress Sian, but all she wanted was Sophie’s long brunette locks to run her fingers through instead. Awww, I almost feel sorry for him. I said almost!

Sian later goes to Sophie at her work in the local shop. After checking that she’s the only one there, she picks up their conversation from earlier before Ryan appeared.

Sian: So, what we gonna do?
Sophie: Me and you, it is what you want, yeah?
Sian: You know it is, why, don’t you?
Sophie: Yeah, ‘course! Well, it’s gonna come out anyway...
Sian: Yeah, but...
Sophie: And I’m gonna have to tell my mum and dad…
Sian: No!
Sophie: … about me! And about how I feel, I can keep you out of it.
Sian: Why do you need to tell them? It’s not like we’ve done anything, not really. And how are you supposed to tell them about you.

Don’t you just love it when an outing heart-to-heart gets interrupted by the mum of the one person who knows about you?! Particularly when the person’s your ex-boyfriend?! Poor Sian.

What could possibly be worse? Having the person’s mum ask you if there’s any chance of you getting back with her son, while your girlfriend’s shaking her head and eyeballing you at the same time. I’ll say it again: poor Sian.