Thursday, December 9, 2010


Coronation Street is fifty years old today.  That is a pint-raising achievement of the first order.  (And I'm hoisting one as I type.)

In Canada, the shows we're watching on CBC are about a year old.  (Joe's body has just surfaced on the lake: a fake death turned the real thing.  And methinks poor old Gail is gonna be royally fucked.  Jeezus, that woman has the worst luck picking men, dontcha think?)

Anyhoo... I'm a fan.  Been watching for about thirty-five years.  (Nearly gave it up a few years back, though.  The suits kept killing off or getting rid of my favourite characters.  Like Mavis and Derek.  And Curly.  And a bunch of other people I can't even remember... but I miss 'em anyway.)  

Ah, well.  Life (on The Street) goes on.  Cheers, Corrie.


Gorilla Bananas said...

No problem understanding the accents in Canada, then?

Doctorboogaloo said...

I guess a lot of Canadians might find the accents a bit of a hard slog. But I grew up listening to all sorts: Scouse, Geordie, Cockney... and a couple Scots dialects to boot. (Though I must admit I get a trifle confused when some of my Welsh acquaintances really go at it.)