a new love


I love all things English. The literature, the films, the weather, the landscape, the people.

The first time I went to the UK I was 16 and it was perfect timing. What an impression England made on me. It was everything I had expected and hoped it would be from all the hours spent in my imagination at Pemberly with Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy. My parents bought the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice for me as a middle school graduation gift (on VHS believe it or not) and it is to this day one of the best gifts I have ever received. I have since replaced those worn out tapes with the 2-disc DVD set, yet I cannot bring myself to throw away those 6 old tapes.

So as Pride and Prejudice is one of those old, tried- and- true loves of mine and so many of us, it seems there is a new love capturing our hearts. A friend of mine, a couple months back, asked me how I am enjoying the new season of Downton Abbey. She had automatically assumed, knowing about me all that has been previously stated, that I was an avid watcher...

She was wrong. I had heard all the ravings about Downton, but had not yet put it in my Netflix queue. She was adamant that I rectify the situation immediately. I did, and let me tell you, I am ever so glad. I am now in the middle of Season 1 and blasting through it to be ready for the new season to begin. I have been waiting for a show to hook me and Downton is more than I could have ever anticiapated. It is full of drama and intrigue. The costume design and cinematography is perfection. It is a new love and will find itself amongst the ranks of old loves, I am very sure, for years to come.

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