Downton Abbey finished its second season last night with a flurry of martyrdoms, including Lavinia dying of Spanish flu and a broken heart, and Anna insisting on a quick marriage to John Bates all the better to familiarise herself with the “…for worse” part of her vows. Not sure if Lord Grantham’s decision not to bed the chambermaid counts, but what the hell, we’ll give it to him.
If the British do one thing right, it’s costume drama. You think they really have a queen and royal family? It’s all faked, like the moon landings. I once saw Liz buying Pedigree Chum for her corgis at Tesco. She had coupons. Puts on a good show though. The camera makes her look a bit like Helen Mirren.