Oooooh, if we're talking about Corrie and Pantos - can I share a story my mum reminded me of? It's probably funnier and more interesting for me than anyone, but here we go...
My dear sister and I - with our best friends (the sons of my mum's best friend) went to see some Panto with Steve McDonald when we were kids. Can't remember what it was. Anyhow, my sister was picked to go on stage. As a kid, what a big thing! There's my sister, on stage, with Steve McDonald!
Now, my sister was never the most ladylike of kids. Blonde hair, blue eyed, cute as a button - a proper English rose - but an English rose that wanted to look like Will Smith rather than Princess Diana! Well she was gifted this Cadbury's fun bag full of chocolate, and dear Steve McDonald gave it to her and said, "Well can I have a kiss on the cheek?" (sounds more sinister post-Saville than it should do), and our kid, of course, refused. Bless him, Steve McDonald was playing up to it with the whole panto act, but our kid stood her ground.
Two things: my sister's now in a long-term relationship with another woman, so my Mum and I are wondering if that was the moment where we "knew", and secondly, the bloody cow didn't give me one bloody chocolate out of her goodybag. I'd forgotten all about it until my Mum brought it up last week. My sister's the same cheeky cow who used to steal the chocolate from my advent calendar! Cheeky bitch!
Revenge has struck however, she's just found out she's got that thing that fat people pretend to have in order to excuse why they're overweight. That'll learn her!