I spent my morning writing an update for the wrong episode. I watched two in a row last night and got them confused. I even had a whole Live Earth theme worked into it. Now you may never know the facts about green sex, which I researched extensively. Just for you.
Violet needs to REDUCE the drama, Frankie feels REUSED, and Jamie RECYCLES his same old anger crap.
Violet got the vacation photos developed (one can still develop photos?) and apparently there are some naughty ones in the batch. It’s all good fun until Frankie walks into the room, asking to see the snaps. Jamie snatches them angrily from Violet and stomps out of the house, leaving the ladies as baffled as ever.
Later, Frankie sees him passing in the van and tries to wave him down, but he speeds off. Sean gives her a lame excuse and also hurries off. It seems the only boy who wants to talk to Frankie these days is Danny.
But maybe it's not meant to be. She later confides in Deirdre that she wants that feeling you get when you first fall in love. Unfortunately, she’ll never be able to feel that again with Danny. The bad times are just too close to the surface.
Okay, it's time to discuss the street's sex kitten. So here is your Green Sex Trivia:
Many store-bought sex toys contain, among other things, chemicals called phthalates, a substance used to soften hard plastics like PVC and provide that jelly feeling. There is quite a bit of concern about the toxicity and health risks of phthalates (in 2004, the EU banned a range of phthalates from children’s toys), especially in sex toys that are used in warm, moist places. Green Sex Toys.Maria fluffs her hair in a window’s reflection when Charlie appears. He wants to know what she’s been up to with Liam because he’s a creepy bastard. She says it’s nothing. He implies he’s been lied to before and she snaps that it’s not like he wasn’t off playing happy families anyway.
At the Rovers, Liam and Danny trade barbs about picking up ‘fit birds’ when Maria arrives. Danny and Liam have good chemistry, but I'm not sure about Liam and Maria. There’s an exchange about what a girl really means when she acts aloof and disgusted. He thinks it means love. Is he right? Will Maria fall for his charm?
Um, I don’t think it’s allergies. Bev's just drunk. Again.
Some people feel they are “allergic” to wine, beer or other alcoholic beverages. But rather than reacting to the alcohol, they may be reacting to some of the components or additives, such as brewers yeast, corn, eggs, molds, sulfites and pesticides. Organic Beverages.Liz is sensitive to Bev’s fragile state. But she needs Bev to put down the vodka for just a mo’ so that they can discuss the fate of the pub. Bev says there really is no word for a grieving 'almost-widow'. She says she can’t let go of the pub, not when it reminds her so much of Fred. She then falls weeping upon Liz’s shoulder. Liz looks like she wants to wring her neck.
I hope they took the Chunnel….
International air travel releases more than 600 million tonnes of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere annually – about the same as 158 million cars driving 14,000 kilometres annually. Green travel.Sophie’s losing her patience with all the canoodling going on between Rosie and Craig. Rosie reminds her it’s the city of love and Sophie rolls her eyes, as do I when they lounge on various Parisian surfaces and snog in that oh-so-Parisian way.
Rosie and Craig realize they’re going to have to ditch the ‘rents if they’re ever going to get to the train station in time. The opportunity presents itself when Bill suggests they ride the underground. Rosie pipes up that Craig’s claustrophobic, and couldn’t the two of them just go back to the hotel for a soak in the Jacuzzi?
“They probably don’t trust us,” Craig says. Well played, Craig, because of course Sally sends them on their way to prove they trust them.
Rosie pauses to get one last picture on her camera phone with her family. Then they race back to the hotel.
Back at the hotel, she rips apart her room looking for a bracelet her mom gave her. Craig implores her to hurry; they’re going to miss the second train. Rosie decides to leave the bracelet but wants to write a quick note.
Meanwhile, Sally and Kevin are sipping wine at a café and talking about 20 years of marriage. Sally thought it was going to be all romance and scratching initials into trees. She didn’t know it was going to be hard work, surviving bad times. She says love is realizing the other person knows you better than anyone else in the world.
Kevin gives her a lovely gift, a necklace that he put on the credit card. Drunk and looking very much in love, they can-can their way into a cab-cab, hoping to snag some romantic Jacuzzi time of their own. (Which their children would have just used for similar purposes. Ew)
Luckily, the kids aren’t soaking; they’re just running away. “You’re not writing Harry Potter!” Craig yells and Rosie drops the pen and notepad. They grab their packs. They make it out of the hotel, across the street and out of sight just as Sally and Kevin’s cab pulls up.
Sophie arrives with Bill and points out that the Jacuzzi has been closed this whole time. Sally jumps to the logical conclusion that Craig and Rosie are upstairs being naughty. But Rosie and Craig aren’t to be found. Then Sophie spies the note.
“Mum,” she calls.
Sally reads the note. “Kevin!” she yells.
They discover a crumpled paper with departure times to Berlin. Sally immediately rips into Kevin for assuming the kids could ever be trusted on their own. Bill jumps in, wondering if instead of fighting, shouldn’t they be getting to the train station, like, now?
The end. Now go answer the call.