I love Coronation Street. It’s the one soap opera I follow. Back in
my well and truly misspent youth the day I followed a number of soaps and I’d often spend hours with my mum watching a whole host of shows. In other words, I was too busy monitoring the lives of other fictitious characters, instead of living my own!
But I digress. I love Coronation Street. Set in Manchester, England it’s full of wit, charm, fantastically written stories and incredibly well acted characters. A few years back my mum bought a Corrie mug as a present for a fellow Corrie fan in Canada. I wanted one too. I know, what a child. I actually did adopt a whiney voice… It paid off. My mum presented me with one at Christmas time. Here it is.
Perhaps not the characters I would have chosen to put on my mug, but hey!
My question today is, when has a soap become too big a part in your life?
I wondered about this when I was at my previous fitting for my wedding dress (six and a bit weeks, people. Scary or what?!). The dressmaker booked my bridesmaids in for their final fitting a few weeks from now. Friday, 7.30pm. As she waited for me to respond, I could only think to say, “I’d better remember to tape Corrie.” Lol. There’s no answer to that, eh?
What TV show would cause you to rearrange your social calendar?