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worrying about mrs patmore's glasses...

Great that Downton's back on Sundays with all its glorious anachronisms and incredible plot twists but one thing is bothering me... Where are Mrs Patmore's specs? Are they lost? Is she perhaps wearing early contacts? Or was laser surgery available earlier than I thought? If there is an outbreak of food poisoning we will know why...

And today I am listening to Sting's new album, The Last Ship.

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