We watched the 2-hour (no commercials!) Season 2 premiere of Downton Abbey last night and, of course, loved it. What I love even more, though, is the little game that’s developed out of it: “Next Time on Downton Abbey.”
It goes like this. “Next time, on Downton Abbey…”
- Lady Mary gets a marriage proposal from the devil! (“He’s definitely old money, but I don’t know if he loves me.”
- Lady Edith takes up chimney-sweeping! (And seduces her coal-scuttle mentor).
- Lady Sybil becomes a nun! (“I just want to be helpful to God!”)
- Lord Grantham acts decently toward his servants and is rewarded with personal humiliation and lingering self doubt!
- Bates dies in a fire, unnecessarily, believing his sacrifice will save Lord Grantham’s dog from harm!
- Thomas sets a baby on fire for no reason at all!
Etc. etc. forever. Still love that show. Except for Edith.
I love you. Seriously.