I spent over half of this week's episode sobbing, and not because of the severe lack of Glenister, although I shall admit this vexed me. It's amazing how something so sweet and warm can also be so heartbreaking. I so wanted Miss Matty to have a chance of happiness, even though I was fairly sure it wasn't to be.
Cranford is simply excellent. I love that it's comprised of stories I'm unfamiliar with. I love that it's beautifully shot and finely acted. But, as I said, I love that it moves me. I spend a great proportion squeaking, sobbing, commenting (to myself - which is just as well, because it would nark anyone else off.)
I confess I'm hoping there will be more Glenister next week. I can't help it. One shot of him in that coat and I am swooning. But as to what his character did this week? Oh, Mr Carter. I want to have all your self-educated, well-dressed babies. Really.
