I do love raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, but there are a few things I favor even more. One of the most fun things about having friends on Facebook is that they know what I love, and they support my addic–I mean, my interests. There isn’t a week that goes by that one of my readers doesn’t send me a photo of Kate Middleton, a cute hair style, or Flynn Rider.
Pictures of cats, antiques, and the Frozen princess also make people think of me. I think that’s a good thing. I mean, I could make people think of weeds or garbage or something, right?
If I were to die tomorrow, I could live with being remembered for admiring the Duchess of Cambridge and watching Downton Abbey. What about you? What would you be remembered for?
Recently a friend of mine was telling me about a story she heard on NPR about the Downton Abbey Law. Since Princess Galen prefers to listen to the soundtrack to Frozen non-stop in the car, I hadn’t heard the story, but I listened to it (and so can you) here.
Some of you may know that the British Parliament recently changed British law so that the first-born child, be it boy or girl, can inherit the throne. We haven’t tested this yet, as The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge had a boy, Prince George, but going forward females will be equal to men in terms of inheriting the throne.
I suppose it follows then that British aristocrats would want the same rights. The laws of inheritance in the Regency period I write about are much the same as they are now in England. If one is a the first-born daughter of a duke or an earl or a marquess, or any of the peers, you get neither the land nor the title. It goes to your brother. If you don’t have a brother, it goes to the next closest male relative.
This is why the law is called the Downton Abbey Law. If you watch Downton, you may remember in the first episode that Lord Grantham’s heir and his son are killed on the Titanic. The earl has no sons, only daughters, and so a search for the next male relative begins. It’s a distant third-cousin, a lawyer (shudder—he works for a living), and so the story continues.
I believe the law has a good chance of passing, and I support it. After all, sexism is sexism, even if it’s rooted in history and tradition. The history and tradition are quite lovely and dear to me, as I spend most of my days immersed in them. I’ll be sad to see the laws change, sad to see one more thing from the past turned over, but I am glad to see women given more rights.
What do you think?
Anne won a copy of TRUE SPIES. Congrats, Anne!
This blog originally appeared in January. 2013. I’ve updated it at the end…
RELAX: NO SPOILERS IN THIS BLOG
On Sunday, January 6, season 3 of Downton Abbey premiered in the U.S. Many of you, like me, have been waiting months and months for it to resume. We’ve had to carefully avoid any spoilers from over the pond, where it was already showing, and we had to watch the first and second seasons again in preparation.
Some of you are wondering what all the fuss is about. That’s easy.
1. The Clothes
Lady Mary, Lady Edith, and Lady Sybil wear fabulous clothes.
2. The on-again-off-again love affair between Lady Mary and Matthew Crawley is riveting and often surprising. It doesn’t hurt that Dan Stevens, who plays our hero, is easy on the eyes.
3. The conflicts dealing with the servants below stairs are just as fascinating as those dealing with the gentry. In fact, sometimes they’re even more interesting. Love, hate, money, scandal, treachery, murder…that’s what makes Downton Abbey so popular.
Are you watching Downton Abbey? If not, why not? If so, what do you like about it? Warn us if you include any spoliers!
It breaks my heart to read that blog. Little did I know what awaited our dear Crawley family. So much tragedy. Guess what? Downton is starting again in September. September? What? Yes, it’s playing in the UK. Want to watch it when the Brits do? I found this information on how to watch Season 3 using Tunnel Bear. It’s only $4.99/month. Here’s the link with the info for Season 3. I’ll be watching Tunnel Bear for season 4.
I’ve lived a lot of my life feeling a bit obscure. You will not think me obscure, dear readers, because you probably know most of the references I make. But the world at-large? Not so much.
Take my car. I have these bumper stickers.
Do you know how many random people have asked me what they mean? A hundred, at least. Do you know how many random people have told me they like them? Three.
Let’s talk about the Duchess of Cambridge, aka Kate Middleton. The other day I was walking with a mom at summer camp and I mentioned planning a soiree where fascinators were de rigeur in the event Kate delivered while I was at the big Romance Writer’s of America conference. The mom said, “Kate who? Avery’s mom?” Sigh.
And let’s take Downton Abbey. Sometime during the second season I figured everyone had seen it because it was a daily topic of conversation with my tweeps and Facebook friends, and I was chatting about Mary Crawley and Anna and Bates while on a long run with some friends. I heard crickets chirping. At first, I thought they were just trying to catch their breath. Finally, someone said, “What is Downtown Abbey?” Oh, no.
Are you ever excited about things and feel like you have no one but your virtual friends to talk with about them? Tell us! Maybe we can be excited too.