The week had a lot of gems, but the sparkliest of all was Tuesday’s ruby red lip sofa. It’s too bad it wouldn’t fit into Kevin’s house. He doesn’t care whether it matches his wallpaper, or any aspect of his house whatsoever. Jack could have coloured his heart out on it and no one would have cared. But it ended up at Sally’s instead.
Now Sally does care about whether things look nice. She knew that the great big set of lips did not fit with her decor. “A monstrosity,” “Mick Jagger blowing a raspberry” – these were her first, unstudied and accurate comments on it. However, after a consultation with Dr. Google, she discovered it was “by Le Coeur, their Manhattan line” and worth a bundle. After that, they’d take it from her only by prying the genuine Italian cowhide from between her cold, dead fingers.
By the end of the week, a social-climbing battle is being waged within her. She has met the sofa’s previous owner, likes her, and has found out it was sold without her knowledge and that she wants it back. If Sally keeps it, she will be able to show off her ‘designer’ taste. But she will not be able to pursue a friendship with the nice and, more importantly, upscale American woman from a ritzy part of town because she can’t invite her home as long as the sofa is there. One can only hope that a new friendship and sympathy for a wronged wife will win out. Another week of looking at that sofa and we’ll all be having nightmares.
The other gem in Tuesday’s episode was Phil the masseuse. On their spa day, Carla graciously agreed that Michelle could avail herself of the massage skills of the gorgeous Claudio and she would take the other one, Phil. That’s short for “the bosses reckon Philomena is a bit of a mouthful. Phil-o-men-a, what’s so hard about that? You’d think there weren’t any vowels in it or that you got to do a click. People are just lazy aren’t they.” She is an absolute treat. Surely there is a vacant building near Coronation Street that they could set up shop in.
Carla’s graciousness continues to be tested during the rest of the week, and she meets the challenge. She confronts Tracy who is trashing the factory. Carla defuses a tense situation while bringing them to a better understanding of each other’s feelings toward Rob and what he had done. Extremely moving and well done. But the sofa kept intruding in my mind. Hmm, maybe it could work in Carla’s flat. She’s doing well with challenges right now.
Salvador Dali’s Mae West Lips Sofa 1937, from The Guardian.