I don’t think I’ve mentioned it before but I love British period drama and I can go on viewing marathons for days. That’s why I’ve been so remiss in updating my blog because I’ve been sucked into another world. Currently, I am watching “Lark Rise to Candleford” on YouTube and I can’t stop!
To those of you who share the same passion, I probably don’t need to explain why. But for those who do not, maybe the appeal of these stories to me is the simplicity of life, the camaraderie of the people, the whole romance of the period. Why British period drama in particular? I do watch a lot of foreign films, too, but there’s is something beautiful in the language of these dramas that you can’t find anywhere else.
Today, more than ever, we are connected with people all over the world, but person-to person contact has dwindled. I think it’s ridiculous that just to see my friends, we both have to check our calendars and make a date just so we can chat. I long for the days of lounging around and drinking lemonade, when men knew it was their responsibility to provide for their families, and women can stay home and take care of their families, when couples married for life.
Some people may say that it’s an idealized version of life but some people were actually lucky enough to have lived it. I feel that I’m living a life where I’m constantly on the run and sometimes even too tired to take a shower. Although I love the idea of the olden days, but I wouldn’t want to be born during those days when there were no antibiotics, or technology or cars. Yet some days, I do long for a slower pace of life, when I can just lay on the grass and watch the stars instead of worrying what my agenda is for tomorrow.
Hence, I escape to Candleford or Hertforsdhire or Downton Abbey. Care to join me?