'No, I'll tell you what you are..' Carla echoed down the phone as she stood outside Roy's Rolls, 'You're a useless bunch of...Idiots' Carla quickly restrained herself as she saw Peter approaching her with Simon, cutting off the phone at the same time.

'Oh dear, It's the return of stressy cupid.' Peter joked as he walked over to where Carla was standing annoyed. 'Come on then Missy, What's up?'

'The sky' Carla replied rather half heartedly, folding her arms as Simon giggled at her stroppy attitude.

'Well, you learn something new everyday..' Peter winked. 'Alright, What's wrong then?'

'Well, I've just had flamin' Bob the builder on't phone, just a much ruder version..'

'Bob the builder's not real silly! Even I know that' Simon stated smugly, shaking his head in amusement.

'Oh, I'm sure your lovely phone manners really must have helped matters n'all' Peter laughed 'So come on then, why were you on't phone to Bob then?'

'Well, you know I said about me heating packing in?..' Carla explained as Peter gave a gentle nod waiting for her to continue 'Well now they've told me they need to fit a new boiler in.. Except Bob here is saying he can't do it until he 'as all the parts for it, which could take forever. So in this case it's 'Can he fix it?..' 'No, he flamin' well can't''

'Aye you, don't take this out on Bob, he's got a little fan over here' Peter winked and pointed to Simon who was busy playing with his football 'Anyway, is there no one else who'd be able to do it?'

'Nope. I've checked all over't place, Everywhere's jam packed with work. So until then, I'm stuck living in an igloo, having ice cold showers. But hey, It's all about the high life for me' Carla joked sarcastically.

'Well is there not someone you can stay with.. what about Michelle? Or has she still not forgiven us for our match making?' Peter winked.

'Nah, she's gone to Ireland to visit her parents. Hayley offered but sitting in with Roy and Hayley, Drinking herbal tea and watching train documentaries, doesn't exactly sound thrilling much does it?' Carla laughed. 'Kieran did put in an offer too but I think I'd rather camp it out as an eskimo than have cheesey chat up lines thrown at me every 2 minutes of the day'

'You get that anyway..' Peter winked. 'But you're more than welcome to stay with us if you'd like..' Peter smiled as Simon beamed, nodding his head at the suggestion.

'Oh Peter.. Are you sure? I wouldn't want to be intruding or owt..'

'Don't be daft! Of course I'm sure. I can't exactly offer you 5 stars however, but we do provide warmth, movies and all the hot chocolates you can handle, Not forgetting Gorden 'ere, thrown into the mix n'all' Peter winked.

'Beats herbal tea anyday. Be warned though, I am hardcore when it comes to the hot chocolate' Carla mused.

'Oh dear Si, a 37 year old woman who lives on her own, just reffered to herself as 'hardcore'' Peter laughed, indirecting his insult.

'Aye you!' Carla laughed along 'But Thankyou anyway, I really am grateful'

'Oh, Just Call me 'Superman''

'Oh dear Si, a man who lives on bacon butties and fags, just reffered to himself as 'Superman'' Carla winked as Simon and Peter laughed. 'I thought you had enough Personalities anyway Peter?' Carla laughed smugly as she strutted off. 'I'll give you a call later to arrange the details Noel..' Carla finished as she turned the corner, Leaving Peter stood there laughing.

'Hey Si, You are okay with Carla staying with us aren't you pal?' Peter asked, ruffling his curly hair.

'Yeah, It'll be great! As much as I love it being just me and you Dad, I don't want you to be lonely..' Simon sighed. 'And I like Carla too, she's funny and she's really nice'

'Aye son, I'm not lonely.. But anyway, I'm glad you like her, I know she's a little fan of yours too. Now come on, I can already taste that breakfast' Peter laughed, nudging Simon into the cafe.