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The residents of Coronation Street love nothing more than a day off...

Got them well drilled, hasn't he?

...or chance to escape to the sunshine.

We've escaped the drudgery and the world is our lobster.

And whether they are partying on the cobbles...

Hey, look at you!

...soaking up the sun in style...

Shall we go mad and have a champagne cocktail?

At four o'clock in the afternoon?

...or enjoying the great, British outdoors...

This is the life. No, Ken, this is the life.

When our Weatherfield favourites go on their hols...

Oh. I think I wanna be sick.

...you know there'll be a drama or a crisis.

Rosie!

So pack your suitcase, smother on the suncream...

SINGING

...this is Coronation Street, High Days And Holidays.

Good health! Cheers, Alfie.

CHATTER ♪ For he's a jolly good fellow

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow For he's a jolly good... ♪

Oh, for heaven's sake.

After almost a decade of watching

our Coronation Street favourites on the cobbles...

Miss Nugent! Yes?

Shall I get the beer out and pass it round?

...they were finally going to get to stretch their legs

beyond Weatherfield.

Not so early, we're not even in licensing hours, yet.

Doesn't affect coach trips.

Besides, we're outside the three-mile limit, aren't we, eh?

CHUCKLES

To celebrate the 700th episode, on August 30th, 1967,

producers decided to shoot entirely on location.

Breath-taking, isn't it, Mrs Sharples?

I wouldn't like to have to pay t'window cleaner.

It was a proper outing away from the Street.

I say, our Irma, I like their ashtrays.

Well, about 20 miles down the road in Tatton Park.

Well, why don't you knit one for your front parlour.

LAUGHTER

Well? Aye, very nice.

Oh, I say!

Sightseeing at mansions and along canals...

HORN BLOWS

Shut up, man, I can't put it there.

...this high life was worlds away

from what they were used to back home.

Oh, I say!

Oh, I say! Well, I bet there must've been a lot of numbers in that one.

LAUGHING

Ooh, makes you think, don't it, Mrs Walker?

Oh, very deeply, dear. Very.

I mean, you could do wonders with a room like this.

Pardon? You know, really modernise it.

You could have it beautiful.

Maybe a "Muriel" would cheer the place up, Hilda.

The trip went down so well that, two years later,

bosses pushed the boat out, literally,

with a trip to Windermere in the Lake District.

Not much like Coronation Street, is it, Ena?

All that lovely country we come through was Lancashire.

You read about them cloth-heads in London

that won't take jobs up here

because they think we're all mill chimneys.

Bosses at Granada planned

for it to be the first episode produced in colour,

but they couldn't get hold of the colour film in time.

Fool! It didn't matter...

Hilda, Stan, Ena and the like were as colourful as ever!

LAUGHING AND SINGING

Doesn't it make you long for a more gracious age?

You what, love?

How did we come to get married, Jack?

If you think I'm getting in there with you,

you've got another thing coming. Why not?

Cos you're too heavy, that's why not.

What about Oxford and Cambridge?

They've got a boat this size, eight of 'em get in it.

Well, love, as I remember it, both of us turned up at church,

then parson turned up,

and within half an hour, it were too late for turning back.

Yes.

Oh, yeah, but they're educated.

What's that got to do with it, you daft devil?

Don't you "daft devil" me, it's got a lot to do with it.

They, erm, they know things.

And so do other people. Well, are you getting in or aren't you?

The residents couldn't have asked for a more perfect day.

It seemed all the usual drama of the street had been left behind.

Right. We're getting back on the coach, Mr Ogden.

Takes half an hour to do it.

Three bob down and we haven't put a flipping oar in the water, yet.

No, but we got the movement, though, chuck.

You know, the sensation, like.

POLICE RADIO: 'Control to all cars.'

Only there would be a twist to this trip.

'Observation request, blue and white, 50-seater coach...'

Turns out the travel company had sent out a dodgy coach.

SINGING

Everyone on board was oblivious...

No sign of this coach, yet, when is it due past our position?

...that the police and emergency services were on their tail.

'1145 hours.'

ALL SINGING

♪ Will be there

♪ At the end

♪ Of the Road. ♪

CHEERING, SIRENS BLARING

All they wanted was a drama-free day out.

TYRES SQUEALING, SCREAMING

Thankfully, our characters survived.

But holiday drama became a regular fixture.

Maria!

It's too late, they've gone. SALLY MOANS

From runaway teenagers...

SOBBING

KEN GROANS Dad!

...to a mountain rescue.

Over the years, our Corrie favourites

have holidayed far and wide,

although some aren't quite as well travelled.

Hey, just think, another couple of days

and we'll be paddling in the Atlantic Ocean.

Not unless they've moved the island without our knowledge, Mrs Ogden,

because Majorca happens to be on the Mediterranean.

Is it?

Now, who told me it was in the Atlantic?

Mr Ogden, perhaps?

Could have been, yeah. Yes.

Corrie's first ever shoot abroad

turned out to be a corker in Majorca.

By 1974, we were in full-blown colour

as the ladies of the Street were flown to the Balearics.

Don't mention it.

Almost 50 years ago.

SCREAMING AND LAUGHING

It was incredibly exotic back then.

I prefer to keep out of the sun. I'm not used to it.

Bet Lynch had won a "spot the ball" competition

and took all the girls out with her to enjoy the sun and sangria.

Ah, by heck, it beats pulling pints, this.

LAUGHTER

Almost 40 years before Love Island,

but the bikinis and grafting was much the same.

Who is he, anyway?

Well, she reckons he's an international property tycoon.

My guess, he's a brush salesman from Accrington

with a wife and six kids.

No sooner had they landed, Bet was picking up more than a tan.

Do you like it, princess?

I'm eating it, aren't I? Salud. Salud.

Why do you call me "princess?"

I mean, apart from me fantastic resemblance to Grace Kelly.

Well, in all the story books I read when I was a little lad,

all the beautiful princesses had long, blonde hair.

If you think a girl like me

would fall for a daft, corny line like that,

you're a fantastic judge of character.

You enjoy pedalo, si?

Only with chips, love. Que?

I think he's asking you to go for a ride.

I know what he's asking me to go for.

C'mon, sailor.

Saucy Senora!

What's on the agenda for tonight?

I'm in the mood for making myself a little bit glamorous.

You make your own plans for tonight, girls, I'm booked.

Eh, has anybody seen my washing? It's blown off my flamin' balcony.

You better not let Stan know

you been chucking your knickers all over Palma Nova, Hilda!

And while Hilda was losing her knickers,

Rita had lost Mavis.

You seen Mavis?

In't she in the room? Not unless she's under t'bed.

D'you know, I leave her for half an hour on that beach,

when I come back, she's vanished.

Left all the gear there, an' all, for anyone to take.

Where the heck can she have got to?

Well, if it's Mavis you're on about,

I shouldn't be too worried if I was you.

Would you Adam and Eve it?

Shy ol' Mavis had gone and got herself a Latin lover.

Who is he?

This guy you'd so trustingly go off into the sunset with?

He works in a nightclub.

He wants us all to go and see the Flamenco.

He picked you up on a beach!

Well, why's it all right for you to be picked up and not me?

Because, cabbage-head, I can look after myself!

So can I.

Oh, Mavis.

MUSIC PLAYING

Things were hotting up as the holiday got into full swing.

Shall we go?

Where? A little place I know.

Bet's fling got serious.

You mind? Do I look as though I'm objecting?

No.

This is Pedro.

And Mavis was livin' la vida loca, 70s style.

MUSIC: 'Y Viva Espana' by Sylvia Vrethammar

If he looked at me like he's looking at her,

he could be the flippin' pot washer.

♪ I'm taking The Costa Brava plane. ♪

And when the time came to pack their cases,

Bet and Mavis weren't ready to go home.

Well, if you've gotta go, you've gotta go.

Shame you couldn't stay, princess. We'd have had a ball.

They'll be panicking, I'll miss the coach.

Well, Northampton's not a million miles from Weatherfield.

How right you are, princess. I'll miss ya.

Me too.

You did tell Mavis the coach was coming at half past three?

She'll be back in time.

For many men here,

tomorrow is always another aeroplane, another girl.

But not for me.

Va, va, voom!

I say, I love you.

You don't believe me? Yes.

I do. We'll write.

Oh, you don't have to. Every day, I promise. And me.

Mavis bid adios to her beloved Pedro.

And as the plane prepared for take-off,

Bet was nowhere to be seen.

Where the heck's she got to? I think they want you to sit down.

Bet had decided she was staying in Spain

to start a new life with her new love.

Only, he was about to break her heart.

Hello, Martin. What the hell are you doing here?

Well, you said it was a shame I couldn't stop,

so I thought about it and I've decided you were right.

You mean, you took me seriously?

Shouldn't I have?

If there's one thing I can't stand,

it's a bird that doesn't know when it's time to go home.

What a rotter!

Coming up...

Who's that with her?

Oh, they do love to be beside the seaside.

Oh, in't it lovely? All lit up!

Well, of course it's all lit up,

what do you expect, it's the illuminations.

And a kidnapping in the Yorkshire Moors.

Hot chocolate. You'll not get that at A&E.

No, but I would have had an X-ray.

It's a funny sort of outing, this.

You just go out your front door, and you're there.

Welcome back to Coronation Street, High Days And Holidays.

How do you get muscles like that?

Practise, chucking folks out the Rovers.

When the residents finally get a day off

from the factory or the hairdressers,

they love nothing better than a bit of fun and games.

CHEERING

Egg and spoon race, I've shot in!

My girl swears she was fouled.

Yeah, she was, I saw it. Vera elbowed her.

Yeah, but listen, it were an accident.

That's not how it looked to me.

'Vera Duckworth has been disqualified.'

Well, you lousy pig.

Excuse me, then, who's the winner in that case?

Oh, that's a good question, er, whoever came in second. Right, Sid?

Right. Er, that was Hilda Ogden. Right.

'The winner is now Mrs Hilda Ogden of the Rovers Return team.

'Thank you.' CHEERING

But when they fancy a change of scenery

and to really let their hair down, there's only one place for it.

They're going to Blackpool tonight,

you can expect to see the Tower on it's side

in the middle of Coronation Street this time tomorrow.

Aye, they're a right rum lot and, by gum, Blackpool's gonna know it.

Ena Sharples wasn't wrong.

And it wouldn't be a Corrie trip to Blackpool without a disaster or two.

Who's that with her? I don't think I want to know.

Amy! If it's not missing children...

Audrey! Alfie!

Come on, get off, I'm gonna knock your flamin' head off.

Is there a cabaret?

Very likely, if madam gets a gin and tonic inside her.

HOOVER WHIRRING ...or dodgy B&Bs...

What you doing? It's ten to flippin' midnight!

...or Claire Peacock, stranded on a dingy...

I have prepared an itinerary.

...you can guarantee Bet Lynch is getting all amorous

with some male admirer.

That's why I'd be honoured

if you'd share the rest of my days with me.

Eh?!

And one of the most memorable Blackpool storylines came in 2000.

Fresh-faced 17-year-old Maria Connor had one thing on her mind

when she and her sweetheart Tyrone Dobbs

got on holiday together.

Oi. Can I come in for a cuddle?

Yeah!

But love isn't exactly on the cards when you're sharing your hideaway

with your boyfriend's adoptive granny...

Tyrone! Are you up, yet?

...Vera.

It's Vera! KNOCK ON DOOR

Tyrone, can you... What are you doing here?

Nothing. Just came to talk to him. Is that not allowed?

Well, as long as that's all you're doing.

Tyrone, can you...

But when Jack and Vera went off to walk the golden mile...

Yeah, course I can.

...Maria thought her luck was in.

Woo! Two whole hours all to ourselves.

What will we get up to?

Well, we could play cards or anything, couldn't we?

MARIA LAUGHS Yeah, right.

Be good! TOGETHER: We will.

Alone at last!

But no matter what moves Maria put on Tyrone...

Shall we go upstairs?

...he wasn't playing ball.

Are you OK? Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

You do want to, don't ya?

Well, I do and I don't. Oh. I see.

No. I just don't know how to say it.

It's just, I wanna wait until I'm married.

I see.

Shall we see what's on telly?

Fed up and rejected,

Maria was ready to go to the pleasure beach alone.

I've got summat to show ya. What is it?

Well, come with me and all will be revealed.

SHE SIGHS All right.

But in the nick of time...

Here, have this.

Tyrone poured his heart out at the top of the Blackpool Tower.

I wanna try and explain about last night.

Thing is, when I was a kid, I didn't get to see my dad much,

and my mum, she had loads of boyfriends.

So?

Well, each morning,

there'd be a different guy there for breakfast,

then he wouldn't be there by teatime.

So you mean it's not cos you don't fancy me?

Course I fancy you, don't be daft!

You're gorgeous, it's just that...

I don't want things to end before they get going.

I want us to be together forever.

Have a look in the pocket.

It's two rings, they fit together, you have one and I have one.

Do you like 'em?

I love 'em. They're lovely.

Know what this means?

No, what does it mean? Means I want us to be engaged.

Come here!

From love's young dream in Blackpool,

to two old love birds in Paris.

I know when I've asked you before, you've...

Hiya! Sorry we're late.

Whether you're in the city of romance...

SCREAMING What's up?

It's just bit me, what do you think, get it off!

...or back in blustery Blighty... What's that?

...the course of true love very rarely runs smoothly.

I think you'd better get missy to the hospital.

And one man who knows this all too well is Norris Cole.

Back in 2010, Norris got more than he bargained for

on a mini-break to the Yorkshire Moors with his friend Mary.

Supper's ready.

Buen apetito!

I spiced things up with chorizo sausage.

I call it, Toad in the Ole!

With potatoes a la Taylor. Oh!

Come on, Norris, it was only toad in the hole,

she was just being friendly!

NORRIS MOANS

Norris's nightmares were about to come true in the morning.

Norris! NORRIS GASPS

Morning! Oh, I was having a terrible dream.

Don't worry, I'm here now.

Yeah, but... why?

Breakfast... in bed.

NORRIS MOANS AND STUTTERS

Why don't you take it down to the kitchen, we'll...

we'll be more comfortable there.

MARY CHUCKLES AND HUMS

In a plot inspired by Stephen King's horror novel Misery,

Mary's obsession with Norris was about to unravel.

And Norris wanted to bolt straight back to the cobbles.

Holidays are meant to be fun. This just doesn't float my boat.

I'll ring Rita and ask her to come and take me home.

But Mary saw to it that he couldn't escape.

The socket's broken. Where? There, in the wall.

Maybe I knocked it with the hoover.

Just now.

You do what you like, I'm going home.

Not in that, you're not. The engine's conked out.

So at the first opportunity, he made a run for it.

♪ The one you love

♪ The one you shouldn't hurt At all ♪

Norris? Shall I keep the water in for you?

NORRIS EXHALES Er...

I can stop in it if you want? To keep the water levels up!

Y-You take your time.

Norris?

But Scary Mary wasn't going to let him get away.

EERIE MUSIC PLAYS

Hallelujah!

PHONE RINGS

Hello, Kabin.

Rita! Oh, Rita. I just...

Norris, can you just hang on one tick, please.

Er, I've taken everything off it. Right.

The, the pips are going.

'Hello, Norris.'

Hello?

Wounded and weak...

Oh, Norris. NORRIS GROANS

...Norris was back where he started.

You don't need a disinterested professional with a ward full,

you need one-on-one, 24/7, 365, me!

THUNDER RUMBLES

Just as it looked like there was no escape for Norris,

he found Mary's mobile phone.

Nine, nine, nine.

Can, can, can you hear me? Listen, I'm being held hostage.

Where are you?

SIRENS WAIL

Oh, please, please, save me, she's a mad woman, look at her.

Why don't we get you both to the station, have a little chat.

Yeah, but don't let her touch me.

Would you excuse me while I turn down my pie?

She's making a run for it out the back, quick!

Or she could just be turning her pie down.

Oh, hello, boys! What's this, a welcoming party?

No matter how far they go, or how long they go for...

Hello, stranger.

...the best part... Dad!

is always coming home... Come here!

Embarrassing. I only asked to be frisked.

What if someone had planted something explosive on me?

The only thing that got planted on you was that security man's hands.

Where have you been?

Only Blackpool. In June? Talk about global warming.

Buenos dias, amigos.

Put the kettle on, kid, I fancy a cafe con leche.

Where the flamin' hell have you been?

Oh, it's funny, in't it? All them lovely places...

and I just can't wait to get back home.

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