The age of Downton Abbey is officially over. After five years, months of rumours and countless denials, Carnival films have finally confirmed that this year’s series will be the Crawley’s last.
Your Christmas present this year? The last EVER episode of Downton Abbey.
On December 25th 2015, Carson will lock the Abbey’s front door for the final time. There will be no more Mrs Patmore’s kitchen disasters, no more passive-aggressive dinner party conversations, no more going upstairs to take off pretty hats. No more of Thomas’s scheming, Daisy’s pouting, Mary’s flouncing and Cora’s simpering. And no more wise words or eye-watering witticisms from the Dowager Countess.
I thought Matthew’s festive and untimely demise at the wheel of his car was upsetting, but it turns out that tragedy was just a warm up. It’s enough to put you off the turkey dinner you haven’t even started looking forward to. Heck, let’s just be done with it and cancel Christmas altogether.
Yesterday I looked on in confusion as One Direction fans wept and wailed over Zayn Malik’s decision to leave the band, but now I understand their pain. I’m changing into my mourning attire as I type.
Speaking about their decision to call time on the international phenomenon, executive producer Gareth Neame said: “We wanted to close the doors of Downton Abbey when it felt right and natural for the storylines to come together.” So we must take solace in the fact that the Crawley’s tale will – hopefully – conclude in a clever, satisfying way.
Still, autumn Sunday nights will never be the same again. Period dramas come and go, but Julian Fellowes’ sumptuous spectacular Downton Abbey secured a special place in the hearts and minds of telly viewers around the world. And it’ll leave a hole that can’t be filled. I don’t mean to sound melodramatic, but our lives – and my job – will never be the same again.
It’s been a pleasure to write about Downton’s unique brand of melodramas. Two months a year I’ve been in my period drama element, quill in hand, vintage thinking cap on head. What will I have to write about now? Will I even have a job to come back to once Downton’s final credits roll?
I probably need to make an appointment with HR…
P.S. Dear Editor, I can totally write about X Factor. Or Doc Martin. Even Mastermind. I’m adaptable, enthusiastic and organised. I’m a leader and a team player. I can write about more than characters in delightful period dress uttering quotable one-liners. I hope.