Well, well, well...hasn't it been an exciting week in Coronation Street? We've enjoyed chipboard wrangling, ice- cream injuries, a reconciliation between him from Red Dwarf and her that was on Dancing on Ice, and news of Deirdre's luncheon meat (sadly past it's sell-by, and now unpalatable to Ken).
And, if all that didn't leave you completely KO'd - Peter Barlow has made a new friend in the Big House. I'm thrilled, mainly because his cellmate is an actual dickhead.
The big drama started when Peter's son (Lou Ferrino jnr) decided he'd changed his mind about visiting his father in Prison with Granddad Ken, and would rather go to the Zoo with two murderers instead.
As you can understand, Ken's hair was livid. And, after admonishing and chastising the resplendent in beige Leanne, and the two murderers - Ken delivered the news to a deflated Peter. His one and only son, Simon: the love of his life, the reason he keeps going, his world...(ad lib to fade)...wouldn't be joining them for a body-search, machine coffee and quavers.
Peter's response was fairly reasonable. Self-pity,and moonshine...well, we've all been there.
It turned out that dickhead cellmate (DC) has his uses, and also a name (that I can't remember). He knew of a lovely chap, ex-landlord - who is known as - you'll never guess... 'The Landlord'. He's our man, brews a bit of booze but also 'runs' the prison... As the mini-bar was dry, Peter was more than game - looking decidedly more Spaghetti Western than Kitchen Sink...
The Landlord turned out to be Geneva Convention breaching, former warlord - Rodovan Karadzic, who has now taken on Jim McDonald's former life. The giveaway was 'Jim' letting a naive and green Peter in on his secret... 'some of my best friends are murders, so they are...' . When most men would run, Peter necked his pop like he was at the last supper. Luckily, Peter loves a drink with a splash of danger.
So, the Warlord is now the Landlord. And if there's one thing I know, landlords always call in a debt...
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