Perhaps the fraus could get together for an annual festival - a cross between Glastonbury and a renaissance fair. Maybe name it Slopfayre or Slopstock or Fraufair? Everyone turns up wearing their best court outfits. Music from Pet Slop Bots, catering from Ocado. Prizes can be won for the following games: hook a duck brambly mouse, guess the number of coins in the bathtub, pin the hands on Caroline, whack-a-pumble, cross-country yomping (first one to Asda wins!). All fairground rides will have a Monroeverse theme - Snow Grotto, experience real-life blizzards in a safe environment; tunnel of tender lovers (don't panic, it's just a boat ride); Flouncy Castle; Big Fat Greek Sledding. There will be a model 'village' but naturally it will only contain the crappy bungalow.
We can do historical re-enactments too. The 'historic events' would be scenes from the life of Jack and could include: improbable sloping platform mishap, the escape of Harold from Dordrecht, the Great Potato Flounce, The Pumble Terrorising Villagers of Olde Southend. There will be jousting to symbolise the Oliver-Monroe feud. Attendees will join a commemoration of the Slopalong Martyrs. To close the event, a procession of fraus could burn an effigy of their choosing (the dire potato, wicker Katie Hopkins, giant tinned chickpea, SIDEBOARDS). Then everyone applauds.
Nobody can say I haven't thought this through.