Whoops...

Suddenly, I realized it is Thursday.  Another Wednesday blog post has been overlooked.  I am sorry.  I think part of my distraction is a recent preoccupation I discovered this week.

I have the luck of having friend who bought herself a treadmill for Christmas, and then gave me a key to her house so I can use it during the day when she is at work.  She has a sweet set up--TV and DVD player/NetFlix receiver all ready to go.  So I hvae been watching old BBC miniseries --one episode per day of walking/jogging.  I recently finished MiddleMarch, and tried out "Call the Midwife".  I was hooked from the first episode.

Watch Season 2 Preview on PBS. See more from Call the Midwife.

It is on locally on PBS, which is showing Season 2 currently.  NetFlix had the first season, so I was catching up.  Well, I finished off the first season this afternoon.  It is a charming, heartbreaking, uplifting look at a slice of British life I was totally unaware of, to be frank.  It is set in 1957, around London's East End...the tenement filled, poverty stricken, filthy and out-of-luck part of post war England.  It is lovingly made and really wonderful.  To think that the British National Healthcare sent our young twenty something girls to deliver these babies in all degrees of squalor!  And the mothers were lucky to have them!  This batch of midwives work and live along side an order of nurse/midwife nuns.  There is a lot of personality between that many women in one place.

I have fallen for it, hook line and sinker.  Which is the closest thing I have to an excuse for not writing yesterday.  Not that this is a good excuse, but an excuse, nonetheless.