It was the day of the funeral...
.. And Roxy decided to make a personal tribute to Michael Jackson by dressing up in her finest Smooth Criminal get-up. Err... it's what Archie would have wanted. Peggy, on the other hand, was certain that Archie would have wanted a good spread of sausage rolls and sandwiches for the mourners and was to be found knee-deep in margarine and clingfilm all morning. Stacey didn't care what Archie wanted, and spat on his grave. Fortunately, Marsden didn't notice... She did however, give Peggy a grilling at his graveside, but Peggy managed to convince her of her innocence... before obliquely implicating herself in an uncharacteristic moment of candour with Janine. Meanwhile, Ronnie would have danced on Archie's grave if they could have filled it in sooner. Instead, she had the time of her life at the Vic later on. She could at least pretend...
Who do you think killed Archie Mitchell?
Poor Pat
Spare a thought for poor old Pat - bedridden, at death's door and with no means of escape from Janine's endless self-pitying monologues. And from here on, condemned to the care of Florence Nightinjanine, the person who brought on her heart attack in the first place. And while we're on this subject - what exactly has happened to Janine this week? Reminiscing with Ricky about the past? Pledging to nurse Pat back to health? Going to the police station to plead Ian's innocence? Seriously Janine, go empty out an orphan fund box or something. You're scaring us.
Bradley and Stacey engaged... again!
Just as we were pouring a glass of bubbly to toast honest Brad and his dodgy dad's new business - along comes another reason to celebrate. First of all, he tried burying it in a runny egg. Close... but not quite right. Finally he thought about the most luxurious and romantic location in which he could pop the question. A prefabricated used-car lot office. Perfect. Stacey was obviously impressed as within minutes they were in flagrante, with Max knocking on the door wondering what all the ruckus was about. Meanwhile, has anyone noticed how Stacey's hair colour is moving ever closer to Bradders'? If that isn't a sign that this is real love, I don't know what is...
