How dare you.
What right have you got to judge eh? You. You, accusing my boyfriend of going off and cheating behind my back with both his ex-wife and your ex-wife. Well look Peter, he wouldn't do that to me and he is an honest 's honest, loving and he actually knows what honesty is. Honesty. You know that thing that you can't follow through? Yeah, now you do. You aren't even honest enough to tell your newest victim, ahem, girlfriend that you had an affair behind my back! It just shows that a leopard never changes its spots; and in your case, you never change your leather jacket. You'll always be a cheat, Barlow.
Oh, and your little remark about Nick and Leanne? Well, if it makes you feel better, he and I are stronger than Liz's hairdo in a storm. He hasn't looked twice at Leanne and he has moved on from her, bigger and better things, which is something even she understands. Unlike you, Leanne has her attention firmly on your son and giving him everything he needs. Yeah, Simon! Have you even picked up the phone to call him? Nah. I bet you haven't. If it's anything like the time you came back to Weatherfield for Deirdre's funeral, you will have ignored your kid like you ignored me on the street.
I hope your redhead makes you bloody happy. I hope she can cope with the adulterous, boozed-up Peter that decides to make a guest appearance every so often. He's great y'know, all aggressive and self-loathing; he loves to have a good punch up and an affair too. You love a good marriage as well, don't ya? How many are we counting Peter? Four? Five? Nine? Would it be easier if we counted these marriages in notches? Yeah, I flamin' bet it would. I mean, you married two women at once didn't ya? Talk about desperate eh? Ha! And to think you judge me.
I found it you know. Nick had left it in the drawer where the takeaway flyers were and stupidly, I looked. I am not giving ya the satisfaction of knowing what it was that I found, but when you address these letters to 'Mrs Carla Tilsley' you will have figured it out all on your own. Which is what you will be fairly soon Peter. You'll do what you always do and make that Claire run a mile or you will run a mile into another tart's bed. But when ya do, make sure she doesn't get murdered or Claire gets pregnant with ya kid. It's bad enough that I had to go through that; don't make another women do it too.
So you keep havin' ya digs at me and Nick. We'll be too in love and livin' in bliss to care darlin'.
Enjoy yourself Peter,
Carla.
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