It’s another tough week for Carla given she doesn’t know if she’s Zola Budd or Doctor John Nash from one day to the next. One minute she’s leaving a bloody trail along the Cobbles from her battered bare feet, the next she’s solving complicated mathematical problems with a marker on Ken’s wallpaper while thinking the crossword is speaking to her. Meanwhile, Sarah’s pleasant, helpful attitude to a request from the police may well be enough to ensure Nick and David end up in jail for Easter, and Natalie stays off the coke long enough to put in a decent trial at the Barber’s, but will it be enough to get the job? In other news, Hardman Rick is definitely not cut out for a career in children’s entertainment if his puppetry skills are anything to go by, Sinead rings a bell while Daniel decides that a humanist christening is more in keeping with their wedding (which definitely wasn’t a thing), Chesney and Gemma plan a filthy getaway to a caravan site and do some practicing on that poor couch, Abi is caught —ahem— taking the TV remote upstairs again, and Steve's heart is older than Ken.