But it’s not just the show.
It’s kind of what the show showed me. I’d been watching a lot of crap in the past few years.
Toddlers and Tiaras, Sister Wives, Jon and Kate, just to name a few.
Drivel, I know.
And, I think I’m finally coming out of my reality TV era. And perhaps entering a BBC era. I’ve been watching Doc Martin, which I really like. I’ve had 3 or 4 friends email me about Call the Midwife and I LOVE that show. I am a huge historical fiction fan (as long as it’s not too hoity-toity) and it’s facinating to see what my job would’ve been a few years ago.
I think I feared becoming a reality character, while now I can realize that there are plenty of people out there living beautiful lives to watch, even if they slept with some Indian official and he died. I really love that scene when they haul him back to his bed. 🙂
Thank you Downton Abbey, I await your next season with quiet anticipation (frankly, it’s not that quiet).