This past Christmas I pulled out seasons one through five
and had myself a Downton Abbey marathon in preparation of the sixth, and, dare
I say it, final season. I rushed out to World Market and headed straight to the
tea section where I purchased all of the specialty Downton brews put out by The Republic of Tea. I added some good chocolate and settled in
with my batch of DVDs. The theme music
always sends a chill through me and though I could have zipped through it with
each episode, I let it play on.
Despite being the world’s biggest Downton fan, I was
surprised at how much had slipped my mind. There was O’Brien and Barrow plotting
away in the kitchen, and poor Mr. Pamuk’s body being carried across the great
house in the middle of the night. The ongoing stream of bad luck dumped on Mr.
Bates and Anna had me wondering what the actors had done to incur the wrath of
the writers. And who could forget the creepy solider who claimed to be the heir
to the Crawley fortune? Will we see more of him? And what about sweet, sweet Miss Swire who
captured Matthew’s heart, and maid Ethel and her decent into ruin only to be
lifted back up by Isobel Crawley. Lady Sybil and Branson, Mary and Matthew, and
poor Edith and Anthony Strallen. There they all were always under the watchful
eye of Carson, spewing out delightful nuggets like, “have you done something
jolly with your hair?”
I don’t have a favorite Downton character. I love them all
with equal measure. As season six plays out, I am relishing every second, anxious
to see what happens next, but not wanting it all to end. I want Mary to find a
new love and something good for Edith. I want Baxter and Mr. Moseley to be
together, and I want Barrow to find some peace. I wait with bated breath for
the next bon mot out of the Dowager Countess’ mouth, and hope Isobel finally
agrees to marry Lord Merton.
Like the rest of the Downton-obsessed world I am curious to
see how it all turns out in the end. All I know is that next January won’t be
the same. Perhaps Julian Fellows will bestow upon us another gem from across
the pond. We’ll have to wait and see if the rumored Downton movie comes to
fruition. But until then, I have my DVDs and my tea and chocolate. And that
will just have to do.