Time for Confession

James and I were never much about watching TV. The virus situation changed that (slightly). Two things became regulars: James is in charge to find what the Metropolitan Opera is offering (free) each evening. We knew of course lots of the famous pieces and have seen many of them in opera houses around the world but this brought operas to us which are not so often in the offering. Even 10-year-old William thought it very enjoyable when he visited. He asked for it!

Christa got a bit addicted to BritBox after her dear husband arranged a subscription.

BritBox for me started with the series of 'Death in Paradise' (I am not apologizing for liking murder mysteries). It plays on a Caribbean Island with a British inspector and is just so clever. No machine guns. One daily viewing for us. Unfortunately the series came to an end. Have to wait for series 9 now.

But then DH (dear husband) found that there was a series about Brother Cadfael, a sleuthing monk in the 1100s. Oh so clever too ... with a hint of history. That also came to an end.

Well, there is always Agatha Christy. Do you recognize Hercule Poirot? One 'dose' a day now (if we are not asked across the river, ha-ha).

Oh, and then James found this! Yes Minister. So British! But I understand at least some of it. And I find it very amusing. How I wish some of our politicians would watch this.

The series must have been so successful on BBC2 from 1980 to 1984 because it was followed by the Minister becoming Yes, Prime Minister. Something to look forward too.

Humour (English spelling) only Brits can present. So enjoyable. 

But I do need the written under titles, ha-ha.

This just in case if you are looking for a recommendation (wink).