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‘Downton Abbey’ s5e8 – ‘The big parade’s passed by’ but the show goes on

1 Mar

“My dear, love is a far more dangerous motive than dislike.” – Dowager Countess

It’s been months and months since the last episode — well, at least more than two months according to Mary’s estimation of when Shrimpie and Susan should have returned from India. And Rose has just finished up the shortest engagement ever — once again off-screen. She’s sticking with Atticus (because they’re just right together, you know), but it’s very clear he’s the right choice. Lucky for Rose he’s such a dishy Prince Charming…and that she’s part of the Fantastic Four when “racy” photos arrive from after the stag party in his hotel room. He may have been duped, but he’s smart enough to marry Rose in spite of her mother.

Susan’s behavior is so appalling it’s not worth my time repeating. All I have to say about her is whatever sympathy I may have had for her as a woman that Christmas at Duneagle is gone. Now that she’s been separated from everyone it’s clear her troubles are her own and not brought on by others as she claims. She’s certainly made her own choices without taking into consideration anyone else’s advise or feelings. I suspect that not only was she the loneliest person at Rose’s reception, but that she also has far lonelier days to come.

Speaking of Susan and her troubles…WHERE IS O’BRIEN??? Continue reading

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The fairy tale of little Roo

9 Jul

Once upon a time…

…in a neighborhood not so far away, there lived a little dog named Roo.  In spite of how much Roo loved to give kisses and cuddle, his mom moved away without him, leaving him unprotected against the wicked step-dogs who still lived there with their mom.  So he waited.  And finally one day, the front door opened, and out he went.

Freedom!  No one came after him.  So he stretched his legs, unaware of the world and curious about all it had to offer.  After a while he started to feel lonely.  And a little thirsty.  So he slowed down, sat under a tree, and thought about the lovely water bowl in the house he had left.  “Maybe if I get close enough, I can tell when it’s safe to go back.”  But he knew it would never be safe.  What was he going to do?

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Royal ‘I do’ is a dream come true

29 Apr

I didn’t get to bed as I had planned last night (big surprise), so 2:00am came a bit earlier than I would have liked this morning.  Nevertheless, I persevered, and with eyes half open pinned on my tiara, started the kettle boiling, and tuned in to the BBC Royal Wedding coverage on PBS.  It was worth every moment of sleep I may have lost. Continue reading