Sunday, March 8, 2015
Sunday Evening Blues
Tonight is the first Sunday night without Downton Abbey in two months. For the eight Sunday nights that Downton was on, I had something to look forward to. I loved snuggling in on my couch, ready to be immersed in the admittedly soapy dramas taking place both above and below stairs.
If someone was to ask me why I love Downton Abbey so much, I'd be hard pressed to explain exactly why, except for that ever since I first watched the miniseries of The Thorn Birds when it originally aired way back in 1983 when I was in eighth grade, I have been drawn to sweeping family sagas set in a particular historical setting. Back then, I was drawn to the forbidden romance between Meggie and Father Ralph. Now, with Downton, I am intrigued by the relationships among the various characters: Why does Mary seem to dislike Edith so very much? When will Thomas stop being so scheming? Can he? When in the world will Anna and Mr. Bates EVER be happy?
Though PBS and Masterpiece will soon bring me a new season of Mr. Selfridge and Call the Midwife and a whole new program with Wolf Hall, none of these can fill my Sunday evenings or my imagination the way Downton does.
How will I make it to January, 2016?!?!?