RIP treacle

Even though it happened at least two weeks ago, I only realised this morning that I’m a bit upset that Mike Reid popped his clogs. Who else will be able to woo Pat now (who by the way shouldn’t be posh in real life – that’s just wrong) wearing nothing but a flashing dickie bow? And what excuse will Peggy have for belting Pat and saying “Git outta ma pub?” It’s the end of an Eastenders era.