Downton and other stuff

So, while the football folks are trying to get the power back on, we are turning to Downton to continue to observe the hilarious antics of those crazy kids, the Crawleys!

First, there's a little bit of a chill in the air between Lord and Lady G.  He is in some deep m-f $hit, if you ask me.  Granny G suggests that he is either (a) happily married, despite the fact that maybe he isn't, or (b) needs to go visit his ex-girlfriend so that he can be happily married.  Granny G asks the doctor to lie to the Crawleys in order for them to move forward with their lives.  When he refuses, she asks "Have we nothing in common?"  Apparently they do, because he does.

Best line of the night? "Anyone who has use of their limbs can make salmon mousse."  Or maybe "Do I look like a frolicker?"  Both by Mrs. P.

There is much talk of what religion the baby will choose.  There is much talk of "tribes," and I am believing that the baby will choose to be part of the Iroquois Nation.

More crazy-a$$ forshadowing by the oldest sister ("Loosey") about how life can change in a minute or something like that.  Ominous.  Just sayin'.

*Production value note* That sink area in the farm where Daisy was hanging out at the Mason farm?  Oh HE11 yes!  That window?  That whole work station?  WHAT???  Could I find a place in my house to build that?  Can I get a witness?

In more forshadowing, Anna tells Bates not to do anything stupid. There  is once again a lot of mumbling in the jail.  I believe it's a condition of imprisonment to not speak clearly.
Thomas is doing a lot of inappropriate touching and throwing around the double-entendres and it's making Jimmy uncomfortable.  Mrs. O'Brien exacerbates the problem because that's just what she does.

And, in my Downton Abbey challenge this week (last week was a tablescape): a mantel!
(I know, right?  What the heck is wrong with me?)

I used brass candlesticks with white tapers, some vintage books (1843!) about the Queens of England that I found for $4 at the junk store, a great old tin pitcher, and a pastel of pears.  I filled two of the umpteen loving cup-shaped ceramic containers I bought on sale at Target with Lenten Roses from the back garden.