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An Oral History 1985-2015
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<blockquote data-quote="James from London" data-source="post: 120915" data-attributes="member: 22"><p><span style="font-size: 18px"><u>1996</u></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Heather Trott: ‘Jesus to a Child’ [by George Michael], January 1996, went straight in at Number One.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carl White on ‘Born Slippy’ by Underworld: Do you remember this?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lorraine Wicks on her relationship with Peter: After the crash [that killed Karen], it was difficult.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Joe Wicks: Couldn't even look at each other, Mum and Peter. Argued. Not in front of me, but still argued. It was terrible, like the end of everything.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lorraine on Peter: I was angry. I needed him and all he could do was blame himself. He chickened out.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Joe: Why did you [and Peter] split up?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lorraine: I suppose it was down to me, really. I just couldn't help blaming him for the whole thing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">David Wicks: Well, it weren't his fault.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lorraine: No, not really, but he was driving and no matter how hard I tried, all I could think about was him at the wheel when it happened. After while, he just couldn't take it any longer. He left because he wasn't strong enough to cope. Well, neither was I, but I had to for [Joe's] sake.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peter to Joe: Your mum kicked me out.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lorraine on Peter: He didn't [care] when we split up.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Grant Mitchell on Peter: Did he want to leave?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Joe: No, I don't think he did. I blamed my mum, but she couldn't have carried on living with him, not after what happened.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Joe on Peter: My mum drove [him] out of the house because she couldn't handle it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lorraine: I didn't just lose my daughter. I lost [Peter], the one man I've ever known to treat with me with any decency and respect. Do you think it was easy picking up the pieces, just me and Joe, after that? He didn't just lose a sister, he lost the man he thought of as Dad. I don't think Joe ever [forgave] me for it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Joe to Lorraine: Everything good in Bolton gets destroyed — you, Dad, Karen, Peter.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peter: Instead of walking away, I should have tried harder if only for Joe's sake. He was as good as me own son and I turned me back on him.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lorraine to David: And meanwhile, the bills have to be paid, meals put on the table. So I'm having to go out to work, trying to keep this house afloat, while not only having to cope with my own grief, but Joe's as well, only to see him run off to London to look for you, the dad who cared for him so much that he walked out on him when he was eight years old.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Joe on David's bad reputation: One day, I woke up and I thought, "It might not even be true. My dad might be OK." So I decided to go look for him, find out for myself.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Joe to David: I remember you telling me about your dad having a fruit and veg stall in Walford. I thought, if I could find him ... All these years, I thought about finding you one day. That's what's kept me going, knowing I had a dad somewhere. Thinking that you'd help me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Howard, Simon Raymond's boyfriend: I just got so frightened when I saw you with someone else.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon: So you knocked me about?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon: Howard used to be fine for months on end then just one little thing would kick him off.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tiffany: Simon had a domestic. we're talking a major bust up.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon on his relationship with Howard: It [took] a depressed fracture of the cheekbone, two split lips, not to mention countless cuts and bruises, [for me] to finally come to my senses.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lenny Wallace: What we had was fun.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alice, Lenny's ex: What we can remember. It started with you inviting me back for coffee.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lenny: You had your heart set on going into nursing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alice: You never kept in touch.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lenny: It wasn't me who wanted to split in the first place.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alice: Are you saying you didn't give me good reason?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lenny: I would have called, but why didn't you leave your number?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alice: You were seeing someone else when we were together.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lenny: Yeah and you knew that. At least I was honest.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alice: During a routine screening at nursing college, I was diagnosed as having contracted Hepatitis B. I don't know when I contracted it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy: Pete the Piano Man — Aunt Sal used him for her anniversary. Oh, he was fantastic. He really got the party swinging. Well, that was until Harold did the dirty on her.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kat, speaking to Alfie and Eddie Moon in 2011: You haven’t seen each other in fifteen years?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alfie Moon: Me and Anthony ain’t been [to a West Ham game] together since Tony Cottee was there.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alfie on Spencer: Unfortunately, I've not been there for many of his birthdays for one reason or another, but I was there on his ninth when he wanted the Arsenal shirt, I was there on his tenth when he wanted the Tottenham shirt, and on his eleventh, he said, "I'm not interested in football anymore."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Spencer: So he got me the full Millwall kit.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dan Sullivan on his mate Arnie Price: The night we got kicked out of Euro 96, he went on the rampage. By the time the Old Bill caught hold of him, he's hanging off a lamppost in Hackney singing ‘God Save The Queen’.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kevin Wicks: I used to take Deano and Carly for a kick about. Carly always won, of course.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley Carter on Carly: How long's she been a mechanic?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dean Wicks: Since about as soon she could walk.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kevin to Carly: You’re a tomboy, love. You always have been.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: The house I grew up in was full of blokes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dean: Once I had three girls on the go for three months.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Chelsea Fox: How old was you?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Deano: Eight.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Bradley Branning: I was in the school cricket team. Fast bowling was a speciality of mine. (I was lying.)</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alfie on pool: I used to play in my day. I went through this mad phase when I was always playing. I made a few bob and all.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kat on playing pool: Me and Lynne was brought up on it. It was the only thing any of our cruddy boyfriends knew how to do properly.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Sam James on playing pool: How I misspent my youth. I wasn’t sure about it at first, but it’s something my old man taught me. It trains you to use your brain, plan for the long game ahead.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie Mitchell on his Uncle Billy: My dad used to thrash him at pool all the time. Billy would sulk for days about it. One time, he snapped the cue in half, threw it out the window.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: Billy's always been a prat.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy on himself: Always had a tight bod.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy: I have always been a fighter.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy to Roxy: I should have learnt my lesson years ago, listening to your old rubbish.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy to Ronnie and Roxy: Last time I relaxed around you two, you set fire to my trousers.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Roxy: They didn’t suit you!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Ronnie: He did a nice little dance though!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Ronnie on herself: Miss San Antonio 1996. I only entered that because Roxy bet me I didn’t have the bottle.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Sam Mitchell to Ronnie and Roxy: You two never did have any taste, did you?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Joel Reynolds: My mother used to say, “Don’t rise to the bait.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Roxy: Your mum never met Sam.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Mick Carter to Linda: You remember what you was like at that age [nineteen]? You was double trappy.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Elaine Peacock, speaking to Linda in 2015: Twenty odd years you stood behind my bar and never once did you ignore a customer. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Elaine to Linda: You were so popular with the fellas.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Linda: I’ve never even looked at another man.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie Mitchell: When Dad was on form, he was like a mate, my best mate.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy to Jamie: Your old man [was] a worthless piece of scum.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: I used to do art and stuff with my dad.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy to Jamie: Always had you down as a bit of a girly.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy: Charlie didn't have a clue [how to be a father]. When most other normal kids his age were out doing whatever it is they do, [Jamie] was stuck indoors painting soppy pictures and hanging out with his old man. That ain't right. I mean what sort of example is that to set your son?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: Me and Dad used to spend most of our time together.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: Doing what?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: Talking, listening to music, watching the footy, drawing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: Drawing?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: Yeah, Dad was good at it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: I didn't know that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: We used to go down the park all the time and sketch and that. He always said I'd make a good draughtsman.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab Masood on a picture of a church in Karachi: My son painted it — Syed.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab to Syed: You’d done [the painting] for me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey looking at a childhood painting made out of handprints: There’s Dad, you, me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean: Look how tiny your hand was! It’s hard to believe. You were the most beautiful girl in the world. You used to look up to me then. I used to look after you then.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab: I always thought Syed would go on to become an artist, but then he excelled at so much. Too many choices, you know, too many, and inevitably he made some bad ones.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab on Syed: He’s only been on a couple of visits to Pakistan.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Masood Ahmed on Shabnam: She won that World Traveller Badge for Brownies.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Masood, speaking in 2011: It was so much easier ten, fifteen years ago when the kids were little. No arguments, no conflicts, just simple.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed: You are the Incredible Sulk — Shabby’s nickname for you. Don’t you remember? Maybe that was one we kept to ourselves.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab: Shabnam, you say?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed: Yeah, but I think she picked it up from the women at mosque!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed on Tamwar’s childhood nicknames: Tambo, Tim Tam, Tamasina, Tampon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed to Tamwar: Remember that old stray dog you found?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed and Tamwar in unison, mimicking Zainab: “Get that filthy thing out of my house!”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Ian Beale, speaking in 2013: Sometimes I can be stupid — definitely, I can be self-centred — and obviously, I’m a slow learner, but I am loyal.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kim Fox: Like a dog I once had.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: I always wanted a dog.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony Moon on cats: I used to have two when I was a kid, but I’m allergic so ...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed, quoting Zainab: My personal favourite — “If you don’t bring down your dirty clothes, they’ll sprout legs and run into the machine themselves!”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab to Syed: Your father and you, winding me up day in, day out.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tamwar: Mum is like a balloon and if you don’t want her to pop, you just have to walk away and have a milkshake and then come back later when the air's let out. Syed told me that when I was little.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab on her children: All the books and stories that we read them, all the meals we made, the games we played ...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Masood: The story of Rasood, a superhero postman loved by women, feared by men!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carol Jackson: Terrorised by spaniels!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Masood: It was Tam’s favourite.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed: I did get picked for the football team, I just chose to do athletics instead.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Masood: It’s nothing to do with the fact that you were scared of all the other boys towering over you?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab: Being a late developer’s nothing to be ashamed of, Syed.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Ava Hartman on Dexter: This one used to be terrified of motorbikes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dexter, scoffing: Terrified?!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Ava: Used to hide behind my skirt if he heard one coming.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: When I was younger, Sean locked me in a cupboard and I couldn’t get out for an hour. I don’t like confined spaces.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean on Stacey: Only seems like yesterday she was round my feet, opening cupboard doors, getting into all sorts of trouble.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: When I was a kid, I wanted to be all sorts. I wanted to be one of them Red Indian squaws once and ride an Apache pony and live in a wigwam in the garden. And you made me one of them headdresses with all the feathers sticking out.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean: That Indian headdress, that was complicated. I made that for you when you and Sean were playing Cowboys and Indians in the garden.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: Yeah, I loved it. I didn’t want to take it off. I got the hump when they wouldn’t let me wear it at school.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Sean to Stacey: I remember that Red Indian thing. Mental for that you were.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean: And I made that wigwam out of a pozul.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: You was always doing things like that, making things.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey to Jean: You made me a cardigan once. The sleeves were so long!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean: I’m good with my hands.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: Yeah, sock puppets and scrunchies.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean, looking at an old family photograph: Don’t I look young? Look at you [Stacey] and your dad. Happy days.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey on making trifles: I used to do it with my mum. It was about the only thing she was good at.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey, making her brother Sean a cup of tea: Three sugars, right? I remember — three heaped teaspoons so it’s more like four, you sugar freak.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Sean: I’ve never known what’s good for me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean to Sean: You used to love my macaroni cheese.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean on Sean: His other favourite from when he was a little boy, sausage surprise. Do you remember sausage surprise?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: Yeah, I do.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean: Pork sausages in tomatoes and onions. Sean used to love that. You both did.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Sean: What was so surprising about it, Mum? We used to have it about five times a week. You should have called it sausage predictable.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya on pregnancy cravings: It was custard when I was carrying Abi.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kat: Brighton, 1996 - sixteen of us, all in St Trinian’s outfits, and there was a skirt short so I nicked one of Belinda’s belts. No one even knew the difference! The mayor reckoned he was going to ban hen dos after that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: Dad always said [a fry up] was the best cure for a hangover.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: I don't remember Charlie having many hangovers.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: Yeah, that's because he usually passed out after a couple of pints.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: He never could hold his booze.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: He should never have drank at all, not with his heart.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Johnny Allen: I stopped [drinking] for ten years, mate.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: How?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Johnny: Control. Will power.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy Mitchell on Dan Pearce, his biological son: He had a little girl.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya to Abi: When I was pregnant with you, I was overdue. They used to think that spicy food got things going so your dad got me a tikka masala because I liked it back then, only he added about a kilo of chilli powder. I thought I was going to die!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max to Abi: And then you arrived two hours later.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max: When Abi was born, she was this angry red-faced little thing, screaming and crying. I was bricking it. I picked her up out of her cot and she put her little hands on my face. She kissed my nose and that was it. I swear to God, I was smitten.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya: I remember you singing [“Rock-a-bye Baby”] to Lauren.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max: And Abi.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya: Abi slept right through, no trouble.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya: When we first had Abi, it was all just so perfect.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya to Max: Have you forgotten what I was like when I had Abi — the baby blues?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max: All new mums are nutters. How do you think I lost me hair?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">David Wicks to Max: That’s how you lost your hair, weren’t it — pressure?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max: I used to walk my lot [when they were babies] every day. Funny, with some fellas they get a bit macho about all that. I was well into it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya on herself and Max: To think that we were loved up once.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya: I was happy with you for years. With some couples they just dry up, don’t they? We didn’t. We always had that special thing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max: Yeah. And I blew it, didn’t I? You were my beautiful girl and I blew it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab on herself and Masood: We’ve always managed to keep that spark in the bedroom somehow.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya on Max: After I had Abi, he didn’t come near me for months.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya: When I had Abi, Max wasn’t around at all and I was convinced he was having an affair. He probably was.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tanya: Men have a tendency to stray when you’ve just given birth — staying away every night, grumpy all the time, mobile phone calls, sudden disappearances. It’s not as if I don’t know the signs.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Liz Turner on belongings found near Owen’s body after his death in 2010: They found a picture of you [Libby], first day of school.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Masood: We always have [Tamwar’s birthday dinner] at the time [of day] he was born.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tamwar: Of course I'd compare birthday presents. Did you think I wouldn't notice when Syed got a mountain bike and I got a fountain pen?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Zainab on Tamwar: Remember the little red pedal car that we got him for his sixth birthday?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Masood: Yeah. Feels like yesterday.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tamwar to Syed in 2009: Stop telling people about “that really funny time”. If you tell them about "the pea up the nose" or "the dress and the lipstick" one more time ...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed: You know the power of a nice dress, don’t you?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tamwar: I was six! I was six!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Masood on Tamwar: His first engagement [was] with Jenny Murcell!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Afia Khan on Yusef: Every year, I buy him an outrageous tie, I make him wear it for his birthday and then I never see it again.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Afia on Yusef: I’m a genius at making him think my ideas are his. Years of practice.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas Johnson: Trina was bad news right from the off. We met in Clapham. She was using, I was using. I only got involved because I was using. I was off my head most of the time. The only reason I know we were married is because she’s got the certificate to prove it. Worst mistake of my life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina Johnson: We were happy, Lucas. Babe, we were really happy.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina: I always loved you, Lucas. We were good together.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: No Trina, we were bad together.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina: Yeah, we were weren’t we?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina to Lucas: I always have been [honest] with you.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas on Trina: She OD’d.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DC Deanne Cunningham to Lucas: A few brushes with the law yourself. Possession, dealing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina to Lucas: You used to be such a man.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina on Lucas: He loves me. Always has.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas on Trina: I never loved her. Addicts don’t love. They use.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: After a while I just got fed up and I left.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">That’s how I was then, you know — drift here, drift there.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise Fox: Yeah I remember.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina to Lucas: You were never very good on your own.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: Me and Trina, we’ve been dead in the water for years.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise to Lucas: I had hoped you were dead.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jordan Johnson, Lucas’s son: [Dad] was a drug dealer. He got his best friend [also named Jordan] killed. It was really bad. He got shot by some drug dealers. They were trying to kill Dad only they got Jordan instead.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: I did a bad thing. I killed a man — Jordan, the closest friend I ever had in this world.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Libby Fox: You said it was other dealers who shot him.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: Yeah well, what I didn't say is what he was doing there, why I made sure he was there. Truth is, the way I was then, it was kind of like he deserved it, you know, for always believing in me, for being my friend. It was like a constant reminder of how wretched I was. I used Jordan. I should have pushed him away, but I was weak.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas to Denise: The Jordan we knew and loved is dead.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jordan: After he was killed, Dad said that’s what changed him. He decided he was going to live Jordan’s life for him to make up for the fact he got him killed.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: Nothing frightens [me] — that’s what I used to say, right up until one night in a police cell I tied a torn up blanket round my neck and tried to hang myself.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas on Jordan’s death: Wake-up call. I saw the light. I changed. I was lost, but I was saved.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: When I was younger, anyone told me they liked me, you know what I used to think? “Mug.” Because they clearly didn’t realise what I was really like. I didn’t have any friends at all. I had loads of guys I could hang around with, but not one single true friend. A lonesome place to be, man, but who cares? You got your booze, you got your drugs, you got your sex, you got your bling, you got your wheels, you got this, you got that, but you know what? It is never enough, and when the booze don’t do it and the drugs won’t do it and the sex don’t do it and you got the wheels, but you got nowhere to go and all around you is emptiness, that’s when the time is right. There He is, the best friend you’ll ever have, the one who’ll always be there, the one who’ll never let you down.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: God lifted me from the darkness.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: I’ve been down about as low as you can get.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DC Cunningham: And then you saw the light.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: My best mate was a Christian. He died trying to protect me. I swore then I’d live my life for him.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DC Cunningham: And you were born again?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: If you like.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DC Cunningham: But Trina didn’t buy into all this God stuff, no?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: What do you think? Always trying to drag me down to where she was, like it was some sort of mission.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DC Cunningham: I was brought up in the church — Kingdom House — but the things you see in this job, day in day out, the liars, the cheats, the murderers, it’s hard to keep your faith.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jack Branning: I’ve worked on murder investigations that have gone on for months.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael Moon: Jack’s been in a ton of courts and seen loads of nutters walk.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jack on Rick Gekowski, social worker: He worked on a couple of child protection cases I was involved in.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: One day I get this call from social services. I’d cleaned up by then. Trina was having a baby. She gave them my number and they wanted me to come to the hospital. So I go along. And there he is, this little thing. He’s so small, he’s tiny, scrawny, in an incubator. He was born addicted to smack. She never stopped using, even when she was at the hospital. This little baby, my son, is in an incubator struggling for every breath and she’s nipping off to the toilet for a fix. The next day she just gets herself dressed and walks out. She doesn’t even go upstairs to the special care unit and look at him.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas on Trina: She gave up her parental rights when she abandoned him. I got custody.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas on Trina: Why do you think I took Jordan away? All she cared about was her next fix.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: I’m all Jordan’s had since the day he was born.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise on Lucas’s son: You named him after your best friend?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jordan Johnson: Dad always said that Jordan saved his life. It’s why I’ve got his name — because everything that happened afterwards was down to him.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas on his son Jordan: His mum abandoned him. He needed me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Chelsea Fox: I needed you, but I don’t count, do I?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: Chelsea, you’ve always been just as precious to me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas on Trina: That woman has spoilt so much, for Jordan and for me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina: Jordan’s my son, the only thing I really cared about.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas: Where were you when Jordan was a baby? Or when he was a toddler, or when he first went to school?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Trina: I wasn’t well then.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie Mitchell on Charlie: He was a good dad until he got ill. Then it just all went to pieces. He'd wake up in the middle of the night just yelling out for Mum.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: He thought the world of her.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: I never talked about Mum. Dad used to when he got ill.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy: Charlie lost it after that first heart attack, big time.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie on Charlie: He'd sit for hours just staring out of the window saying nothing. It used to make me angry sometimes. I mean, why couldn't he pick himself up for me? I wanted him to be like he used to be, you know, out playing football and having a laugh. I wish I hadn't said some of the stuff I did.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy on Charlie: He just couldn't get himself into gear, couldn't get on top of anything. Could have made a real go of that recovery business if he'd have been the old Charlie.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie to Billy: It was your fault the business went under. You screwed up because you were too lazy to do a decent job.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Eddie Moon: I remember when my first business went under so we had to book into a B&B for a few weeks. Anthony came down with pneumonia. What a mess. We were rock bottom, but in a way, those few weeks made me. I was forced to draw a line and I swore I’d never get that low again.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tyler Moon, Eddie’s son, talking about himself: Dad didn’t raise a loser, did he?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael Moon to Eddie: [Tyler] has been bred to worship you and the more he worshipped you, the more you loved him.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy: Charlie was a wreck. He couldn't cope. Let Jamie run riot.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie's mate Darren: Go back a long way, me and you. Nicking car stereos, daylight robbery, TDA.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Policeman: Stereos, motors, what should be in a car suddenly not being in a car.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: I don't do any of that no more.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Policeman: But you used to.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: Yeah and then I got caught.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Policeman: You learnt your lesson, is that what you're saying?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: Yeah.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Policeman: Your mates, they also seen the light have they?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: They weren't my mates.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy on Jamie: He's always been dead keen on motors has our Jamie!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dean: I got the knack [for selling cars] from my dad when I was a nipper.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy to Jamie: I don't know how the hell [Charlie] put up with you.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy: Jamie has never been right about anything.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lisa Shaw: I guess Billy weren't really up for [celebrating Christmas].</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jamie: No, just gave him an excuse for being drunk. Seemed like everyone was having fun except for me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: I thought I was a fun drunk.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Rose Cotton: Bungee jumping? Best fun I’ve ever had with me clothes on!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: I’ve had years of experience of getting dressed in a hurry.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: I wanted to be a sheep in the school nativity. I grew out of that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tamwar Masood: I had a part in a play once, Daffy the Daffodil. I didn’t have many lines, but I was a flower.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean, speaking in 2006: It’s been ten years since I’ve had a big family Christmas — when Stacey’s father was still alive.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean: Do you remember that year when I put — well you made me, you insisted — I put a pound coin in the Christmas pudding only we forgot to tell your dad? Never seen anyone turn blue before.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Stacey: He still let me keep it though.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jean: Your father would have done anything for you.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="James from London, post: 120915, member: 22"] [SIZE=5][u]1996[/u] Heather Trott: ‘Jesus to a Child’ [by George Michael], January 1996, went straight in at Number One. Carl White on ‘Born Slippy’ by Underworld: Do you remember this? Lorraine Wicks on her relationship with Peter: After the crash [that killed Karen], it was difficult. Joe Wicks: Couldn't even look at each other, Mum and Peter. Argued. Not in front of me, but still argued. It was terrible, like the end of everything. Lorraine on Peter: I was angry. I needed him and all he could do was blame himself. He chickened out. Joe: Why did you [and Peter] split up? Lorraine: I suppose it was down to me, really. I just couldn't help blaming him for the whole thing. David Wicks: Well, it weren't his fault. Lorraine: No, not really, but he was driving and no matter how hard I tried, all I could think about was him at the wheel when it happened. After while, he just couldn't take it any longer. He left because he wasn't strong enough to cope. Well, neither was I, but I had to for [Joe's] sake. Peter to Joe: Your mum kicked me out. Lorraine on Peter: He didn't [care] when we split up. Grant Mitchell on Peter: Did he want to leave? Joe: No, I don't think he did. I blamed my mum, but she couldn't have carried on living with him, not after what happened. Joe on Peter: My mum drove [him] out of the house because she couldn't handle it. Lorraine: I didn't just lose my daughter. I lost [Peter], the one man I've ever known to treat with me with any decency and respect. Do you think it was easy picking up the pieces, just me and Joe, after that? He didn't just lose a sister, he lost the man he thought of as Dad. I don't think Joe ever [forgave] me for it. Joe to Lorraine: Everything good in Bolton gets destroyed — you, Dad, Karen, Peter. Peter: Instead of walking away, I should have tried harder if only for Joe's sake. He was as good as me own son and I turned me back on him. Lorraine to David: And meanwhile, the bills have to be paid, meals put on the table. So I'm having to go out to work, trying to keep this house afloat, while not only having to cope with my own grief, but Joe's as well, only to see him run off to London to look for you, the dad who cared for him so much that he walked out on him when he was eight years old. Joe on David's bad reputation: One day, I woke up and I thought, "It might not even be true. My dad might be OK." So I decided to go look for him, find out for myself. Joe to David: I remember you telling me about your dad having a fruit and veg stall in Walford. I thought, if I could find him ... All these years, I thought about finding you one day. That's what's kept me going, knowing I had a dad somewhere. Thinking that you'd help me. Howard, Simon Raymond's boyfriend: I just got so frightened when I saw you with someone else. Simon: So you knocked me about? Simon: Howard used to be fine for months on end then just one little thing would kick him off. Tiffany: Simon had a domestic. we're talking a major bust up. Simon on his relationship with Howard: It [took] a depressed fracture of the cheekbone, two split lips, not to mention countless cuts and bruises, [for me] to finally come to my senses. Lenny Wallace: What we had was fun. Alice, Lenny's ex: What we can remember. It started with you inviting me back for coffee. Lenny: You had your heart set on going into nursing. Alice: You never kept in touch. Lenny: It wasn't me who wanted to split in the first place. Alice: Are you saying you didn't give me good reason? Lenny: I would have called, but why didn't you leave your number? Alice: You were seeing someone else when we were together. Lenny: Yeah and you knew that. At least I was honest. Alice: During a routine screening at nursing college, I was diagnosed as having contracted Hepatitis B. I don't know when I contracted it. Peggy: Pete the Piano Man — Aunt Sal used him for her anniversary. Oh, he was fantastic. He really got the party swinging. Well, that was until Harold did the dirty on her. Kat, speaking to Alfie and Eddie Moon in 2011: You haven’t seen each other in fifteen years? Alfie Moon: Me and Anthony ain’t been [to a West Ham game] together since Tony Cottee was there. Alfie on Spencer: Unfortunately, I've not been there for many of his birthdays for one reason or another, but I was there on his ninth when he wanted the Arsenal shirt, I was there on his tenth when he wanted the Tottenham shirt, and on his eleventh, he said, "I'm not interested in football anymore." Spencer: So he got me the full Millwall kit. Dan Sullivan on his mate Arnie Price: The night we got kicked out of Euro 96, he went on the rampage. By the time the Old Bill caught hold of him, he's hanging off a lamppost in Hackney singing ‘God Save The Queen’. Kevin Wicks: I used to take Deano and Carly for a kick about. Carly always won, of course. Shirley Carter on Carly: How long's she been a mechanic? Dean Wicks: Since about as soon she could walk. Kevin to Carly: You’re a tomboy, love. You always have been. Carly: The house I grew up in was full of blokes. Dean: Once I had three girls on the go for three months. Chelsea Fox: How old was you? Deano: Eight. Bradley Branning: I was in the school cricket team. Fast bowling was a speciality of mine. (I was lying.) Alfie on pool: I used to play in my day. I went through this mad phase when I was always playing. I made a few bob and all. Kat on playing pool: Me and Lynne was brought up on it. It was the only thing any of our cruddy boyfriends knew how to do properly. Sam James on playing pool: How I misspent my youth. I wasn’t sure about it at first, but it’s something my old man taught me. It trains you to use your brain, plan for the long game ahead. Jamie Mitchell on his Uncle Billy: My dad used to thrash him at pool all the time. Billy would sulk for days about it. One time, he snapped the cue in half, threw it out the window. Phil: Billy's always been a prat. Billy on himself: Always had a tight bod. Billy: I have always been a fighter. Billy to Roxy: I should have learnt my lesson years ago, listening to your old rubbish. Billy to Ronnie and Roxy: Last time I relaxed around you two, you set fire to my trousers. Roxy: They didn’t suit you! Ronnie: He did a nice little dance though! Ronnie on herself: Miss San Antonio 1996. I only entered that because Roxy bet me I didn’t have the bottle. Sam Mitchell to Ronnie and Roxy: You two never did have any taste, did you? Joel Reynolds: My mother used to say, “Don’t rise to the bait.” Roxy: Your mum never met Sam. Mick Carter to Linda: You remember what you was like at that age [nineteen]? You was double trappy. Elaine Peacock, speaking to Linda in 2015: Twenty odd years you stood behind my bar and never once did you ignore a customer. Elaine to Linda: You were so popular with the fellas. Linda: I’ve never even looked at another man. Jamie Mitchell: When Dad was on form, he was like a mate, my best mate. Billy to Jamie: Your old man [was] a worthless piece of scum. Jamie: I used to do art and stuff with my dad. Billy to Jamie: Always had you down as a bit of a girly. Billy: Charlie didn't have a clue [how to be a father]. When most other normal kids his age were out doing whatever it is they do, [Jamie] was stuck indoors painting soppy pictures and hanging out with his old man. That ain't right. I mean what sort of example is that to set your son? Jamie: Me and Dad used to spend most of our time together. Phil: Doing what? Jamie: Talking, listening to music, watching the footy, drawing. Phil: Drawing? Jamie: Yeah, Dad was good at it. Phil: I didn't know that. Jamie: We used to go down the park all the time and sketch and that. He always said I'd make a good draughtsman. Zainab Masood on a picture of a church in Karachi: My son painted it — Syed. Zainab to Syed: You’d done [the painting] for me. Stacey looking at a childhood painting made out of handprints: There’s Dad, you, me. Jean: Look how tiny your hand was! It’s hard to believe. You were the most beautiful girl in the world. You used to look up to me then. I used to look after you then. Zainab: I always thought Syed would go on to become an artist, but then he excelled at so much. Too many choices, you know, too many, and inevitably he made some bad ones. Zainab on Syed: He’s only been on a couple of visits to Pakistan. Masood Ahmed on Shabnam: She won that World Traveller Badge for Brownies. Masood, speaking in 2011: It was so much easier ten, fifteen years ago when the kids were little. No arguments, no conflicts, just simple. Syed: You are the Incredible Sulk — Shabby’s nickname for you. Don’t you remember? Maybe that was one we kept to ourselves. Zainab: Shabnam, you say? Syed: Yeah, but I think she picked it up from the women at mosque! Syed on Tamwar’s childhood nicknames: Tambo, Tim Tam, Tamasina, Tampon. Syed to Tamwar: Remember that old stray dog you found? Syed and Tamwar in unison, mimicking Zainab: “Get that filthy thing out of my house!” Ian Beale, speaking in 2013: Sometimes I can be stupid — definitely, I can be self-centred — and obviously, I’m a slow learner, but I am loyal. Kim Fox: Like a dog I once had. Stacey: I always wanted a dog. Anthony Moon on cats: I used to have two when I was a kid, but I’m allergic so ... Syed, quoting Zainab: My personal favourite — “If you don’t bring down your dirty clothes, they’ll sprout legs and run into the machine themselves!” Zainab to Syed: Your father and you, winding me up day in, day out. Tamwar: Mum is like a balloon and if you don’t want her to pop, you just have to walk away and have a milkshake and then come back later when the air's let out. Syed told me that when I was little. Zainab on her children: All the books and stories that we read them, all the meals we made, the games we played ... Masood: The story of Rasood, a superhero postman loved by women, feared by men! Carol Jackson: Terrorised by spaniels! Masood: It was Tam’s favourite. Syed: I did get picked for the football team, I just chose to do athletics instead. Masood: It’s nothing to do with the fact that you were scared of all the other boys towering over you? Zainab: Being a late developer’s nothing to be ashamed of, Syed. Ava Hartman on Dexter: This one used to be terrified of motorbikes. Dexter, scoffing: Terrified?! Ava: Used to hide behind my skirt if he heard one coming. Stacey: When I was younger, Sean locked me in a cupboard and I couldn’t get out for an hour. I don’t like confined spaces. Jean on Stacey: Only seems like yesterday she was round my feet, opening cupboard doors, getting into all sorts of trouble. Stacey: When I was a kid, I wanted to be all sorts. I wanted to be one of them Red Indian squaws once and ride an Apache pony and live in a wigwam in the garden. And you made me one of them headdresses with all the feathers sticking out. Jean: That Indian headdress, that was complicated. I made that for you when you and Sean were playing Cowboys and Indians in the garden. Stacey: Yeah, I loved it. I didn’t want to take it off. I got the hump when they wouldn’t let me wear it at school. Sean to Stacey: I remember that Red Indian thing. Mental for that you were. Jean: And I made that wigwam out of a pozul. Stacey: You was always doing things like that, making things. Stacey to Jean: You made me a cardigan once. The sleeves were so long! Jean: I’m good with my hands. Stacey: Yeah, sock puppets and scrunchies. Jean, looking at an old family photograph: Don’t I look young? Look at you [Stacey] and your dad. Happy days. Stacey on making trifles: I used to do it with my mum. It was about the only thing she was good at. Stacey, making her brother Sean a cup of tea: Three sugars, right? I remember — three heaped teaspoons so it’s more like four, you sugar freak. Sean: I’ve never known what’s good for me. Jean to Sean: You used to love my macaroni cheese. Jean on Sean: His other favourite from when he was a little boy, sausage surprise. Do you remember sausage surprise? Stacey: Yeah, I do. Jean: Pork sausages in tomatoes and onions. Sean used to love that. You both did. Sean: What was so surprising about it, Mum? We used to have it about five times a week. You should have called it sausage predictable. Tanya on pregnancy cravings: It was custard when I was carrying Abi. Kat: Brighton, 1996 - sixteen of us, all in St Trinian’s outfits, and there was a skirt short so I nicked one of Belinda’s belts. No one even knew the difference! The mayor reckoned he was going to ban hen dos after that. Jamie: Dad always said [a fry up] was the best cure for a hangover. Phil: I don't remember Charlie having many hangovers. Jamie: Yeah, that's because he usually passed out after a couple of pints. Phil: He never could hold his booze. Jamie: He should never have drank at all, not with his heart. Johnny Allen: I stopped [drinking] for ten years, mate. Phil: How? Johnny: Control. Will power. Billy Mitchell on Dan Pearce, his biological son: He had a little girl. Tanya to Abi: When I was pregnant with you, I was overdue. They used to think that spicy food got things going so your dad got me a tikka masala because I liked it back then, only he added about a kilo of chilli powder. I thought I was going to die! Max to Abi: And then you arrived two hours later. Max: When Abi was born, she was this angry red-faced little thing, screaming and crying. I was bricking it. I picked her up out of her cot and she put her little hands on my face. She kissed my nose and that was it. I swear to God, I was smitten. Tanya: I remember you singing [“Rock-a-bye Baby”] to Lauren. Max: And Abi. Tanya: Abi slept right through, no trouble. Tanya: When we first had Abi, it was all just so perfect. Tanya to Max: Have you forgotten what I was like when I had Abi — the baby blues? Max: All new mums are nutters. How do you think I lost me hair? David Wicks to Max: That’s how you lost your hair, weren’t it — pressure? Max: I used to walk my lot [when they were babies] every day. Funny, with some fellas they get a bit macho about all that. I was well into it. Tanya on herself and Max: To think that we were loved up once. Tanya: I was happy with you for years. With some couples they just dry up, don’t they? We didn’t. We always had that special thing. Max: Yeah. And I blew it, didn’t I? You were my beautiful girl and I blew it. Zainab on herself and Masood: We’ve always managed to keep that spark in the bedroom somehow. Tanya on Max: After I had Abi, he didn’t come near me for months. Tanya: When I had Abi, Max wasn’t around at all and I was convinced he was having an affair. He probably was. Tanya: Men have a tendency to stray when you’ve just given birth — staying away every night, grumpy all the time, mobile phone calls, sudden disappearances. It’s not as if I don’t know the signs. Liz Turner on belongings found near Owen’s body after his death in 2010: They found a picture of you [Libby], first day of school. Masood: We always have [Tamwar’s birthday dinner] at the time [of day] he was born. Tamwar: Of course I'd compare birthday presents. Did you think I wouldn't notice when Syed got a mountain bike and I got a fountain pen? Zainab on Tamwar: Remember the little red pedal car that we got him for his sixth birthday? Masood: Yeah. Feels like yesterday. Tamwar to Syed in 2009: Stop telling people about “that really funny time”. If you tell them about "the pea up the nose" or "the dress and the lipstick" one more time ... Syed: You know the power of a nice dress, don’t you? Tamwar: I was six! I was six! Masood on Tamwar: His first engagement [was] with Jenny Murcell! Afia Khan on Yusef: Every year, I buy him an outrageous tie, I make him wear it for his birthday and then I never see it again. Afia on Yusef: I’m a genius at making him think my ideas are his. Years of practice. Lucas Johnson: Trina was bad news right from the off. We met in Clapham. She was using, I was using. I only got involved because I was using. I was off my head most of the time. The only reason I know we were married is because she’s got the certificate to prove it. Worst mistake of my life. Trina Johnson: We were happy, Lucas. Babe, we were really happy. Trina: I always loved you, Lucas. We were good together. Lucas: No Trina, we were bad together. Trina: Yeah, we were weren’t we? Trina to Lucas: I always have been [honest] with you. Lucas on Trina: She OD’d. DC Deanne Cunningham to Lucas: A few brushes with the law yourself. Possession, dealing. Trina to Lucas: You used to be such a man. Trina on Lucas: He loves me. Always has. Lucas on Trina: I never loved her. Addicts don’t love. They use. Lucas: After a while I just got fed up and I left. That’s how I was then, you know — drift here, drift there. Denise Fox: Yeah I remember. Trina to Lucas: You were never very good on your own. Lucas: Me and Trina, we’ve been dead in the water for years. Denise to Lucas: I had hoped you were dead. Jordan Johnson, Lucas’s son: [Dad] was a drug dealer. He got his best friend [also named Jordan] killed. It was really bad. He got shot by some drug dealers. They were trying to kill Dad only they got Jordan instead. Lucas: I did a bad thing. I killed a man — Jordan, the closest friend I ever had in this world. Libby Fox: You said it was other dealers who shot him. Lucas: Yeah well, what I didn't say is what he was doing there, why I made sure he was there. Truth is, the way I was then, it was kind of like he deserved it, you know, for always believing in me, for being my friend. It was like a constant reminder of how wretched I was. I used Jordan. I should have pushed him away, but I was weak. Lucas to Denise: The Jordan we knew and loved is dead. Jordan: After he was killed, Dad said that’s what changed him. He decided he was going to live Jordan’s life for him to make up for the fact he got him killed. Lucas: Nothing frightens [me] — that’s what I used to say, right up until one night in a police cell I tied a torn up blanket round my neck and tried to hang myself. Lucas on Jordan’s death: Wake-up call. I saw the light. I changed. I was lost, but I was saved. Lucas: When I was younger, anyone told me they liked me, you know what I used to think? “Mug.” Because they clearly didn’t realise what I was really like. I didn’t have any friends at all. I had loads of guys I could hang around with, but not one single true friend. A lonesome place to be, man, but who cares? You got your booze, you got your drugs, you got your sex, you got your bling, you got your wheels, you got this, you got that, but you know what? It is never enough, and when the booze don’t do it and the drugs won’t do it and the sex don’t do it and you got the wheels, but you got nowhere to go and all around you is emptiness, that’s when the time is right. There He is, the best friend you’ll ever have, the one who’ll always be there, the one who’ll never let you down. Lucas: God lifted me from the darkness. Lucas: I’ve been down about as low as you can get. DC Cunningham: And then you saw the light. Lucas: My best mate was a Christian. He died trying to protect me. I swore then I’d live my life for him. DC Cunningham: And you were born again? Lucas: If you like. DC Cunningham: But Trina didn’t buy into all this God stuff, no? Lucas: What do you think? Always trying to drag me down to where she was, like it was some sort of mission. DC Cunningham: I was brought up in the church — Kingdom House — but the things you see in this job, day in day out, the liars, the cheats, the murderers, it’s hard to keep your faith. Jack Branning: I’ve worked on murder investigations that have gone on for months. Michael Moon: Jack’s been in a ton of courts and seen loads of nutters walk. Jack on Rick Gekowski, social worker: He worked on a couple of child protection cases I was involved in. Lucas: One day I get this call from social services. I’d cleaned up by then. Trina was having a baby. She gave them my number and they wanted me to come to the hospital. So I go along. And there he is, this little thing. He’s so small, he’s tiny, scrawny, in an incubator. He was born addicted to smack. She never stopped using, even when she was at the hospital. This little baby, my son, is in an incubator struggling for every breath and she’s nipping off to the toilet for a fix. The next day she just gets herself dressed and walks out. She doesn’t even go upstairs to the special care unit and look at him. Lucas on Trina: She gave up her parental rights when she abandoned him. I got custody. Lucas on Trina: Why do you think I took Jordan away? All she cared about was her next fix. Lucas: I’m all Jordan’s had since the day he was born. Denise on Lucas’s son: You named him after your best friend? Jordan Johnson: Dad always said that Jordan saved his life. It’s why I’ve got his name — because everything that happened afterwards was down to him. Lucas on his son Jordan: His mum abandoned him. He needed me. Chelsea Fox: I needed you, but I don’t count, do I? Lucas: Chelsea, you’ve always been just as precious to me. Lucas on Trina: That woman has spoilt so much, for Jordan and for me. Trina: Jordan’s my son, the only thing I really cared about. Lucas: Where were you when Jordan was a baby? Or when he was a toddler, or when he first went to school? Trina: I wasn’t well then. Jamie Mitchell on Charlie: He was a good dad until he got ill. Then it just all went to pieces. He'd wake up in the middle of the night just yelling out for Mum. Phil: He thought the world of her. Jamie: I never talked about Mum. Dad used to when he got ill. Billy: Charlie lost it after that first heart attack, big time. Jamie on Charlie: He'd sit for hours just staring out of the window saying nothing. It used to make me angry sometimes. I mean, why couldn't he pick himself up for me? I wanted him to be like he used to be, you know, out playing football and having a laugh. I wish I hadn't said some of the stuff I did. Billy on Charlie: He just couldn't get himself into gear, couldn't get on top of anything. Could have made a real go of that recovery business if he'd have been the old Charlie. Jamie to Billy: It was your fault the business went under. You screwed up because you were too lazy to do a decent job. Eddie Moon: I remember when my first business went under so we had to book into a B&B for a few weeks. Anthony came down with pneumonia. What a mess. We were rock bottom, but in a way, those few weeks made me. I was forced to draw a line and I swore I’d never get that low again. Tyler Moon, Eddie’s son, talking about himself: Dad didn’t raise a loser, did he? Michael Moon to Eddie: [Tyler] has been bred to worship you and the more he worshipped you, the more you loved him. Billy: Charlie was a wreck. He couldn't cope. Let Jamie run riot. Jamie's mate Darren: Go back a long way, me and you. Nicking car stereos, daylight robbery, TDA. Policeman: Stereos, motors, what should be in a car suddenly not being in a car. Jamie: I don't do any of that no more. Policeman: But you used to. Jamie: Yeah and then I got caught. Policeman: You learnt your lesson, is that what you're saying? Jamie: Yeah. Policeman: Your mates, they also seen the light have they? Jamie: They weren't my mates. Billy on Jamie: He's always been dead keen on motors has our Jamie! Dean: I got the knack [for selling cars] from my dad when I was a nipper. Billy to Jamie: I don't know how the hell [Charlie] put up with you. Billy: Jamie has never been right about anything. Lisa Shaw: I guess Billy weren't really up for [celebrating Christmas]. Jamie: No, just gave him an excuse for being drunk. Seemed like everyone was having fun except for me. Shirley: I thought I was a fun drunk. Rose Cotton: Bungee jumping? Best fun I’ve ever had with me clothes on! Shirley: I’ve had years of experience of getting dressed in a hurry. Stacey: I wanted to be a sheep in the school nativity. I grew out of that. Tamwar Masood: I had a part in a play once, Daffy the Daffodil. I didn’t have many lines, but I was a flower. Jean, speaking in 2006: It’s been ten years since I’ve had a big family Christmas — when Stacey’s father was still alive. Jean: Do you remember that year when I put — well you made me, you insisted — I put a pound coin in the Christmas pudding only we forgot to tell your dad? Never seen anyone turn blue before. Stacey: He still let me keep it though. Jean: Your father would have done anything for you.[/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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