Talkie Tuesday: Downton Abbey (season 1)

"I am a caretaker, not an owner."

Hello everyone!

Alright, so. Once again, this Tuesday blog is going to be a bit different, as it will not, in fact, be about a movie of any kind. And there really is a perfectly simple explanation for that. 

That is, more or less.

See for a time now, one of my best friends has been badgering me (gently, of course) to start watching Downton Abbey. The thing was, with all the regular shows in season, and everything else I generally watch in between, I just never found the time. More accurately, I never made it, really.

Then a few weeks back, I finally decided to bite the bullet, for one thing because I hate not being able to deliver, and for another because I had been told, in no uncertain terms, that Dan Stevens is pretty wonderful in this show.

Dan Stevens? THE Dan Stevens, aka the Beast?

Scuse me while I find the popcorn and get my groove on.

Ahem. So, finally capitulating, I managed to run through the first season of the show since then, and boy, am I thankful for the constant persuasion!

Tome Thursday: A Night To Remember

Hello everyone!

I'm still reading too many books at a time, and revisiting some old books that I really, really love but have been around for a while, although granted I've found one that I'm definitely going to be devouring as soon as I get my hands on a copy. I'll tell you all about it later, however, as today's blog post is dedicated to a book which I had ran across by complete accident when I was a teenager, and didn't quite understand at the time of the first read. Now, however, things have changed and I'm definitely more grown up than I was ten years or so ago, and I've been in the mood currently, so I revisited it.

I'm talking about Walter Lord's 'A Night To Remember'.

For some inexplicable reason, I've been in a Titanic phase for a while now, and so I went back to our personal 'library' (no other word for the amoung of books at the house) and dug through it to find the old book which is falling apart at the seams,and the crispness of the paper makes you think it might have actually been written way back when the ship first sank. In my language, it's titled 'Titanic', and not a direct translation of the novel's actual calling. But despite the age of the translation, the message it gives out is still crystal clear.