IT was the morning of the latest Corrie wedding, and Ken was being his usual perceptive self.

"Is Tracy stirring?" he asked Deirdre, and this before Weatherfield's wooden spoon champion had even reached the breakfast table. Talk about 'give a girl a bad name'!

In this case, however, the malicious little madam's poor reputation is well deserved, and she spent the whole day sulking and griping over anything and everything.

By the end of Sunday's special hour-long episode, she was not alone. We were promised a cracker, and all we got was a damp squib.

The day started with Shelley performing the quickest U-turn in soap history by agreeing to go ahead with the wedding only minutes after calling it off.

Peter, the bone-headed bookie, had talked himself into a bigamous ceremony, despite having the perfect opportunity to cut his losses and run.

Shelley's mother Bev had to bite her tongue and, against her better judgement, support her daughter's decision to plight her troth to the sneaky submariner.

Back at the Barlow home, Deirdre was foolishly cooking breakfast in her new dress (barely protected by the obligatory Northern pinny), while Tracy glowered and complained about her bridesmaid's outfit. She had a point - she and Sunita looked like a pair of dancing girls from a Wild West saloon.

Not far from the church, Peter's secret wife Lucy was registering the birth of their son Simon - and the nation held its breath when she later strolled past St Christopher's as the new Mr and Mrs Barlow were about to emerge.

She paused to 'see the bride'. We all prepared ourselves for the fireworks to come. The bells rang, the organ sounded out - and spoilsport Simon started bawling, prompting his devoted mum to wheel the pram away from the impending confrontation. No!

All we were left with was the unbelievable and frankly unsavoury storyline of Tracy's 'date rape' of Roy 'Hayley's nursing a sick relative' Cropper.

So Peter had added another marriage certificate to his collection, and Shelley has gambled on a real loser. You should have listened to your mother, girl!

BITE-SIZE BB4:

HALF of my nightmare scenario is still in place - Cameron has reached the Big Brother final. Please don't let him win! On the other hand, paranoid Ray, chipmunk Steph and Scouser Scott don't deserve to win either. Can't they change the rules just one more time and give the prize to Dermot O'Leary of BBLB? He has provided far more entertainment this series than any of the housemates.

BITE-SIZE 24:

NOW that our hero Jack has conquered Sayed Ali, the Coral Snake and Death itself in less than 20 hours, the little matter of rescuing deposed President Palmer from the clutches of Vice-President 'Jim Robinson' should prove a piece of cake!