JBR, firstly I doubt we’re allowed to call it ‘bent’ any more :-),
I think you may be right about soaps using these scripts to make it more acceptable.
Think of the kids growing up now who see it all the time on telly, they will grow up accepting it more easily than we ever did.
Oh dear. I lost track of all these things that are not permissible any more, especially since they seem to change more often than I change my underpants.
When I was a lad, it used to be ‘as bent as a nine bob note’. I must confess that I don’t know what the acceptable expression is these days.
Perhaps we’re not even allowed to mention it for fear of upsetting the snowflakes.
For you Mups my dear … anything.
We could always raise cash by appearing as two old lesbians on Coronation Street… you know, force them to pay us to leave the set before the ratings drop.
I never got soaps; they’ll still be going long after you are dead so you’ll never finish them or find out what happens next.
Give me a good boxset on Netflix anytime; at least they have a conclusion. But then, I don’t have a TV and only watch films/series on my computer now and again.
I didn’t reckon anything to the Christmas day episode of Corrie at all.
All the Barlows sitting down to Christmas dinner including Peter - no sign of Toya either there or at the pub! Who was looking after the place I ask myself - surely not Eva all on her own. She was more interested going round with the mistletoe!!
Then of course the Peter/Billy situation. When Billy fell over that ravine it was a straight drop down. Now suddenly he’s still alive and something broke his fall - must have been his guardian invisible angel I guess…
Honestly - I just thought the whole epiosode was rubbish.
When he fell down that ravine, I thought, “Yes, yes! No more man-kissing. I can eat my Xmas dinner left-overs without suffering an immediate bout of vomiting.”
My hopes were dashed. However, the other one - Todd - has predictably disappeared, several weeks after supposedly having had his contract cancelled due to his touching up women. Come to think of it, shouldn’t that have been for touching up men?