SADLY, NOBODY HAS PUT A HOLE IN ONE

We knew the foot-doctor tarrying with Gail Platt was a psycho, but we never knew how low he could sink - no, not threatening to crush David's hand in the door, but expecting the poor kid to listen to a Westlife CD. The man is a beast, and should be locked up.

Away from Corrie, Westlife's ability to surprise even us with just how magnolia-dull they can be remains fresh: they've signed a big sports sponsorship deal. To be the faces of Adidas golf.

Yes, golf. Perhaps they should try nipping the contentious Westlife CD round to Mike Baldwin?

We can't wait to hear which brand of stairlift gets the Westlife endorsement.

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