Vera and Jack often visited Blackpool when they took a break from the Rovers. Imagine my surprise when I found Vera face down on the beach. The poor love was covered in mud. I gently washed her face to reveal Vera Duckworth in her prime. Big bubble hairdo and even bigger smile, preserved between two pieces of perspex. I wonder who is lamenting the loss of their Vera Duckworth key fob – and are they ever likely to own up? You know where she is if you want her back!