Yesterday's highlight was the return of Downton Abbey on the TV and we at Barns Cottage settled down with Lord Darcy Dogg to watch the first episode, after 90 minutes, or about 40 minutes if you don't count the adverts, we all felt pretty noble.
Not as noble as Lord Grantham who nobly delivered some clunking dialogue.
Or his daughters, one of whom nobly became a nurse and another of which nobly stiffened her upper lip as her ex boyfriend introduced his fiancee.
Or National Treasure Maggie Smith as she nobly turned into Lady Bracknell.
Or Mr Bates who returned from Lark Rise, where he spent the last two years eating by the look of his tight collar, who nobly left the employ of the family to save a scandal leaving his simpering girlfriend nobly choking back tears.
On the Somme the romantic lead nobly led his men , including taking tea with one of the servants in his trench. The servant nobly knuckled his forelock to the quality having seen his mate, who might as well have carried a placard round the trench saying "Shoot Me", die in a completely expected plot twist.
The only non noble character was a butler who is trying to dodge being called up to be slaughtered on the battlefield, I somehow doubt that he will last the series.
One hopes that it will improve.
Another sad event today is the announcement of the death of Ginger McCain, who will forever be linked with Aintree and Red Rum. A man of his age, he knew how to get the most out of being a bluff northern horseman.
Yesterday's racing tip was withdrawn after the trainer heard that I had said his horse would win.
This morning's hide and seek contest was won by Furrgal the cat who was on the yard one minute and vanished the next. Housemate was amazed as he disappeared before her very eyes. He was discovered under an upturned feed bucket before legging it to the field where he had a good roll in the mud. Do cats usually roll in mud ?
Tomorrow love is in the air at Barns Cottage.
