We tuned in the much-anticipated debut of Downton Abbey, Season II on PBS Masterpiece last night at Mary Lou's. Lord Grantham's valet, Mr. Bates, departed suddenly to avoid bringing scandal to Lady Mary and the family name, leaving Anna broken-hearted; heir apparent Matthew Crowley had received word in the trenches that he was to leave France and be reassigned as a captain closer to home. The shortage of able-bodied men revealed footman Mosley to be a draft-dodger . . . it was all most fascinating and fast-paced. The settings were fabulous as the over-dressed privileged class went about its day-to-day activity under the shadow of the Great War.
We had waited almost a year for this and the first episode was living up to our great expectations. We had watched a full hour and 15 minutes, it was getting late, and there were 45 minutes left to go when it happened.
Just as Lady Edith had stunned her tablemates by announcing that she would help out on a neighbor's estate by (gasp) driving a tractor, our Rocky Mountain Public Television station suffered a glitch: the videotape machine in some control room somewhere locked up, and we were left with a single frame of the Grantham ladies at table, everyone wondering what's next.
Do you know? Do tell. We had to go to bed. We need to be updated by next Sunday's Episode two, which we hope to watch in our Normandie apartment in LA.