The only people seeming to be creaming their knickers and salivating at the thought of Phil bonking Tanya or even at the idea of these two being a couple are the numpties jumping up and down on Digital Spy.
Honestly, think critically, people! Or does Lorraine Newman have to dumb down totally to the point where Tanya and Phil walk around the Square with yellow post-its plastered to their foreheads which read "PLOT DEVICE."
Apparently, one of the reasons these people (who are either very young or very naive or both) think Tanya and Phil have chemistry is because Phil is smiling (after a long time of not smiling) and so is Tanya.
Look, the fact that Phil is smiling, being charming and acting like a nice person is evidence of exactly what the Walford Web commentator Sey has been beating his head against a brick wall and taking all sorts of abuse about since forever: Phil Mitchell is, indeed, capable of being a very charming and likeable man. It's called killing more flies with honey than with vinegar.
He hasn't suddenly noticed Tanya after seven years of ignoring her. He doesn't even like her. She's there for a purpose. He knows, from observation, that she's jealous as a green-eyed cat because Max has a new wife. He also knows that Tanya is the new BFF of Sharon, the woman he really loves and wants and who's shacked up with the Walford Sperminator, Jack. Phil would also know what a moral hypocrite Tanya is ... and also that she's a drunk. He is a recovering alcoholic, remember?
He clocked the look of disappointment on her face the previous evening, when he told her all he had to drink in the house was water and orange juice, and he knew that in her own home, she'd be well-stocked with booze and stupid enough to pour him a glass of wine, which he would refuse and which she would drink. He would also know, because Phil Mitchell knows women and Tanya is the epitome of a shallow bitch, that she'd probably - loosened up by the booze - start asking questions about Sharon's past lovelife, with him in particular.
All he'd have to do then was drop the bombshell about him and Sharon sharing a kiss, and Tanya would do the rest. To Sharon.
Phil Mitchell, unless he's drunk, doesn't do one night stands and doesn't sleep with a woman on the first night. He also likes a pretty easy life, and having just gone into business with Max again, the last thing he'd want is a preening Tanya making life miserable for Max when Phil is trying to do business. He also knows that Tanya's told Sharon that she's seeing Phil for a date, and he can tell Sharon's jealous. Now all of a sudden, we have Phil dumping his grandchild on Sharon, the way Sharon's dumped Denny on the likes of Ian or Jack so she could romp with Jack.
Not only will this little exercise prise Fat Barbie away from Jack, but it will also open her eyes to the inveterate shallowness that is Tanya.
Tanya, on the other hand, was smiling because she was drunk. She drank because she was nervous of being around Phil Mitchell. In point of fact, she actually doesn't like him that much, and some of the subtle faces she pulled, when sober, especially at dinner at his house, gave the impression that as she drank, she tolerated him that much more. So Tanya had to get drunk to kiss Phil. Tanya wants a man. She doesn't do single. At the moment, she wants a man who would sufficiently succeed in making Max jealous, and Phil fits the bill. Besides, he's solvent, and that's enough for Yummy Mummy.
Tanya is drunk and passes out. Phil Mitchell might be many things, but he'd never take advantage of a woman in a state like that, which begs the reasoning that if Max is so worried about any alcoholic living around his kids, he needs to wake up and smell the coffee. His oldest daughter is a budding alcoholic. She learned the art of drinking to excess from her putrid mother, Tanya, who did a good job of teaching her own sister, Rainie; and both learned from Cora the Bora. Tanya and Cora live with Max's children. He doesn't have to worry about one alcoholic hanging about his kids, he has to worry about two.
Honestly, think critically, people! Or does Lorraine Newman have to dumb down totally to the point where Tanya and Phil walk around the Square with yellow post-its plastered to their foreheads which read "PLOT DEVICE."
Apparently, one of the reasons these people (who are either very young or very naive or both) think Tanya and Phil have chemistry is because Phil is smiling (after a long time of not smiling) and so is Tanya.
Look, the fact that Phil is smiling, being charming and acting like a nice person is evidence of exactly what the Walford Web commentator Sey has been beating his head against a brick wall and taking all sorts of abuse about since forever: Phil Mitchell is, indeed, capable of being a very charming and likeable man. It's called killing more flies with honey than with vinegar.
He hasn't suddenly noticed Tanya after seven years of ignoring her. He doesn't even like her. She's there for a purpose. He knows, from observation, that she's jealous as a green-eyed cat because Max has a new wife. He also knows that Tanya is the new BFF of Sharon, the woman he really loves and wants and who's shacked up with the Walford Sperminator, Jack. Phil would also know what a moral hypocrite Tanya is ... and also that she's a drunk. He is a recovering alcoholic, remember?
He clocked the look of disappointment on her face the previous evening, when he told her all he had to drink in the house was water and orange juice, and he knew that in her own home, she'd be well-stocked with booze and stupid enough to pour him a glass of wine, which he would refuse and which she would drink. He would also know, because Phil Mitchell knows women and Tanya is the epitome of a shallow bitch, that she'd probably - loosened up by the booze - start asking questions about Sharon's past lovelife, with him in particular.
All he'd have to do then was drop the bombshell about him and Sharon sharing a kiss, and Tanya would do the rest. To Sharon.
Phil Mitchell, unless he's drunk, doesn't do one night stands and doesn't sleep with a woman on the first night. He also likes a pretty easy life, and having just gone into business with Max again, the last thing he'd want is a preening Tanya making life miserable for Max when Phil is trying to do business. He also knows that Tanya's told Sharon that she's seeing Phil for a date, and he can tell Sharon's jealous. Now all of a sudden, we have Phil dumping his grandchild on Sharon, the way Sharon's dumped Denny on the likes of Ian or Jack so she could romp with Jack.
Not only will this little exercise prise Fat Barbie away from Jack, but it will also open her eyes to the inveterate shallowness that is Tanya.
Tanya, on the other hand, was smiling because she was drunk. She drank because she was nervous of being around Phil Mitchell. In point of fact, she actually doesn't like him that much, and some of the subtle faces she pulled, when sober, especially at dinner at his house, gave the impression that as she drank, she tolerated him that much more. So Tanya had to get drunk to kiss Phil. Tanya wants a man. She doesn't do single. At the moment, she wants a man who would sufficiently succeed in making Max jealous, and Phil fits the bill. Besides, he's solvent, and that's enough for Yummy Mummy.
Tanya is drunk and passes out. Phil Mitchell might be many things, but he'd never take advantage of a woman in a state like that, which begs the reasoning that if Max is so worried about any alcoholic living around his kids, he needs to wake up and smell the coffee. His oldest daughter is a budding alcoholic. She learned the art of drinking to excess from her putrid mother, Tanya, who did a good job of teaching her own sister, Rainie; and both learned from Cora the Bora. Tanya and Cora live with Max's children. He doesn't have to worry about one alcoholic hanging about his kids, he has to worry about two.
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