A Downtown Sort of Season. Saving Houses.
First, let me ruin Downton Abbey for Americans who get it after we do. Matthew and Mary are married. Sybil got left at the altar. The girl who married the chauffeur is back because he misbehaved in Ireland and they had to run away. They almost lost the house, but an unlikely inheritance then saved it. Nothing interesting is happening downstairs except that there’s a new good-looking footman. The story lines are significantly less plausible and much less historically accurate than in the first series. I presume it’s an effort to make it more popular.
I was up ’til 5 am last night. It was supposed to be just tapas and drinks on the terrace at 6:30 pm… but then we got carried away.
An exceedingly elegant lady called today. ‘There are people interested in renting my place for 6 to 12 months. Could I spend a season or two with you?’- she asked. It’ll save the house for a time- she said. I made an executive decision without asking Mike and said yes. After explanations he agreed it was the correct thing to do. People have to help people. When we had financial troubles people were extremely generous and helped us maintain a certain level of dignity. We must do the same. I wonder if she’ll bring the painting by ____. It would look perfect on my walls. You can’t leave things like that at the mercy of renters. It could go in the tower or in the main living room. Both places have walls big enough to take it. I’d be in an absolute panic if I had to leave my furniture and art behind at the mercy of people who might not care for it properly. I explained there may be weddings in the gardens coming. She said she’s used to it. Final confirmation will be on Saturday, then the move would come 10 days after that. I do hope it works out. The place that’s ‘being saved‘ is glorious. Right on the water. I spent many drunken evenings there in the old days when I was social and willing to travel. This crisis is really taking its toll on people from every sector of society. Thoroughly unpleasant. We’ve never had people around for very long, but I imagine the house is big enough to allow for some degree of privacy. She’ll have her own living room, kitchen and suite. Mike says we must set certain limits or there’s a risk of all of us spending months in an alcoholic haze. Maybe we should institute 2 no alcohol days per week during the stay. We could try that 4% alcohol wine too. That should at least slow us down.