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“as closely as two people can”
(unfortunately my video was blocked by youtube, so here it is)
The Ultimate Guide to Downton Abbey … a few select pages
#CarsonxHughes
In case anyone else clicked the link, heard that snippet of the podcast interview and were desperate to hear the full thing (which is sadly no longer available on the Masterpiece website or its podcast archives, nor are any of the other Downton Abbey episodes):
All episodes, including all Downton episodes and indeed the Carson/Hughes episode, are all still (at the time of this being posted) avaliable on the host Jace Lacob’s website: https://www.jacelacob.com/podcasts
Just scroll down to the very beginning and there they all are. Nearly all the first 22 episodes are Downton based and include interviews from both cast and crew. Happy listening!
Carter didn’t reveal who received the “vulgar” postcard, but he did say what it read: “Mrs. Hughes is quite enthusiastic. Please excuse the wobbly writing.”
'Downton Abbey': Jim Carter and Phyllis Logan Talk the Carsons' Honeymoon
Is this the actual postcard they sent or is this fan made? The stamp looks to be George VI, so it isn’t accurate to the time (not that it matters, especially for a joke). I was just wondering the photo’s origins, if anyone knows.
This is just so cute…<3
Ooh wow, what generous friends you have indeed! That’s very kind of them. And with just over a week left there’s plenty of time for more donations to trickle in. Congratulations for reaching your goal, and I hope you manage to raise even more before it’s over! :)
WHOA AND WOW!! We have exceeded our fundraising goal but we're NOT DONE YET! Thanks to some very generous friends, anyone who donates (or has donated) £50 will received extra GREEN TICKETS. The number of tickets will be determined by the number of participants who meet the criteria. You could increase your chances of winning a collage from "Clowning Around with Flora" and a special note from Phyllis Logan. So, what are you waiting for? Don't miss this FAN-tastic opportunity! And if you’ve already donated less than £50, you can qualify by donating the difference!
Congratulations @heartsandminds4flora on reaching £3000 on the fundraiser! I know it’s open for a few more days, let’s hope you get even more donations before it closes :)
Happy Phyllis Friday!
Check out our fundraiser and enter to win pics of some of your favorite Downton Abbey celebs “Clowning Around with Flora” (aka Phyllis Logan) during filming for the new 🎬 🎥!!
Oh the absolute joy that I feel at seeing these two again 😊
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“Rather indecently, I finish by asking whether Carson and Hughes share a full “physical” relationship. “Do you really want to go there with your fevered imagination?” Jim booms. “Carson was most concerned about his conjugal rights but I think we should probably draw a veil over it.” He pauses and then, with true Downton timing adds: “I like to think they spoon.””
— https://www.express.co.uk/entertainment/films/1227394/Downton-Abbey-Julian-Fellowes-Jim-Carter-Phyllis-Logan-tv-film-saga-tv-news
Watch this exclusive behind-the-scenes film to see what’s in store for Text Santa…
Planning, planning …
If you’re a maker or fan artist who’d like to donate a prize for our Hearts and Minds 4 Flora raffle this year, send us a DM by May 1 here or via Facebook! Great exposure on social media. We’ve got some wonderful prizes already lined up but we’re trying to support our supporters and small businesses as well xxx
Just giving this a boost. 😊❤️
Please donate to the @heartsandminds4flora fundraiser - this is the final week to participate in the special raffle and help make a difference! ☀️❤️
Hope and joy. Emotions so vital and often so fleeting when caring for a loved one with Dementia or Alzheimer's. Memories of our years with our loved ones, before these tragic diseases took over their minds and bodies, fall at our feet like shards of broken glass. Temporary moments of hope and joy seem like fragile slivers of light shining through the cracks of broken hearts. But sometimes, someone comes along and carries with them the light, hope and joy to brighten a day, birth a smile, lift the spirit, and bring comfort and encouragement to the heart. Such is the amazing and uplifting work of Hearts and Minds and the joy and smiles brought by the Elderflowers into so many hearts and lives. Spreading light and joy, something seemingly so simple, yet one of the most extraordinary gifts you can give. Spreading light and joy is something that Phyllis Logan does continuously and the smiles that she, and her Flora Elderflower, bring to countless souls are like rays of sunshine. Please donate to this very special event - Hearts and Minds 4 Flora - and support the incredible work of Hearts and Minds, and their Elderflower program, and help them as they spread smiles and make a difference. And may we strive always to be like Phyllis, and all the amazing Elderflowers, and shine our light into all the dark corners and bless and improve lives one smile at a time. Share smiles. Share joy. Share hope. Support Hearts and Minds and participate in the Hearts and Minds 4 Flora raffle and fundraising event!
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https://fundraising.heartsminds.org.uk/fundraising/HM4F2022
#Phyllis Logan #heartsandminds4flora #heartsandmindsuk #dementia #Elderflowers #charity #fundraiser #raffle #Downton Abbey
Hope and Joy
Hope and Joy
In recognition of the International Day of Charity (5 September), I want to shine a light on a very special charity in Edinburgh, Scotland - Hearts & Minds.
I first learned about Hearts & Minds through the advocacy of the remarkable and indelibly special Phyllis Logan, who although I have never met her, has had a profound impact on my life. After learning about Hearts & Minds, and the extraordinary work they do through their Elderflower program, helping those with dementia, my heart was so full and I have sought to help and support them in every way possible.
My dear mother suffered through Alzheimer's Disease, while I was her carer. Where we lived, there was no program like Hearts & Minds to be a blessing and light for my mom...and I wish there had been.
Hope and joy are emotions so vital, yet often so fleeting for those with dementia and their carers and loved ones. Someone coming alongside, shining a light of hope, and sharing joy, is a blessing and moment of sustenance that can birth a smile, lift the spirit, and bring comfort and encouragement to the heart. Such is the amazing and uplifting work of Hearts & Minds and the joy and smiles brought by their Elderflowers into so many hearts and lives.
I am grateful for, and inspired by, the amazing work of Hearts & Minds and all that they do to bring joy and light to so many. And I am eternally inspired by Phyllis Logan, whose life, work, advocacy efforts and kindness are a light in this world.
On this day of charity, and always, may we all try and do our bit, shine a light, and pay kindness forward.
Please support the extraordinary, uplifting work of Hearts & Minds and their Elderflower program as they bring hope and joy to countless lives:
www.heartsminds.org.uk
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-- Michelle Lindsey www.michellelindalindsey.com
Thank you to the news outlets and blogs who cross-posted this (and also my accompanying blog on Medium) to their blogs, charity feeds, and social media. Thank you for helping spread the word about this very special and impactful charity. ❤️
BAFTA Scotland 2022 nomination for Phyllis Logan for her role as Maggie in GUILT season 2.
You can watch the show and announcement of winners on November, 20th on the BAFTA Scotland youtube channel.
This is marvelous. Phyllis Logan is an absolute treasure and deserving of all the awards. Congratulations, special lady! ❤️🏆
Here she is with her prize! ❤️
-You're such an old curmudgeon -Don't say you're going off me. -No. Because you're MY curmudgeon and that makes all the difference
Now that I'm in my summer holidays I can re watch Downton Abbey, and fall in love all over again with this two. I wish I could marry someone who is just like Charles Carson. He's such a gentleman, and to have such a big man beside me would make me feel so safe. ❤❤❤
We need more fanfics of this wonderful show, we really do. We need Lovejoy back with the wonderful Lady Jane, but please no Eric, let them get together without Eric popping out of nowhere and ruining the scene. Do I ask for too much? ❤❤❤
A change in life- Chapter 1 (It’s also in Fanfiction.net and Archive of our own)
Elsie finished lacing her corset; put her clothes on and after brushing her hair she went downstairs. Lord Gillingham was visiting Lady Mary, again, and his valet Mr. Green had set his eyes on Anna for the second time. Mrs. Hughes had promised herself she wouldn’t let him touch her again like he did a year ago. She had sworn she would try and spend most of her time near him, making sure any of her maids suffered what Anna had suffered, she even thought about spending all her time with him even when he went to the bathroom. Anything for her girls.
But Mr. Carson had sent her up to change when accidentally he spilled a glass of wine all over the front of her dress. She had told him it was okay, that since the dress was black nobody would notice it and tried to go back to the room with Mr. Green, but he had insisted and she finally gave up and went upstairs. As quickly as she could she managed to put something else on (a black long skirt and a cream blouse, for she didn’t want to button up any of her dresses, she would lose some precious time) and brush a few stranded brands of hair away from her face before going back downstairs.
To her horror Mr. Green had left the room, and she managed to run downstairs. There was no one there, and for a few seconds she wondered where everyone was, before she remembered that it was dinner time, and probably everyone was upstairs. She breathed a bit more calmly and walked to her Sitting Room. She walked to her desk to find a note of Mr. Carson saying that all the servants had been asked to join the party upstairs and that they were waiting for her. She laughed slightly at the thought of Daisy being able to go upstairs with the rest of them.
She turned around to see Mr. Green leaning on the doorframe with a wicked smile on his lips. Mr. Hughes’ smile disappeared from her face as he walked a little closer to her, closing the door.
-Mr. Green, do you need anything?
-Oh, I just thought we might spend some time together, since everyone is upstairs.
-I was just going upstairs to join them, so if you will excuse me.
She tried to move closer to the door, but he didn’t let her. He grabbed her arm and sat her on the desk.
-Mr. Green let me go!
-Mrs. Hughes, you are confusing me.
-Confusing you? What are you talking about?!- She tried to get down, but he didn’t let her, he pinned her arms behind her back and moved his face closer to hers.
-You haven’t let your eyes leave me since I came. I know I’m a very sexy man…
-What are you talking about?! Let me go!
-Scream; go ahead, no one will hear you. Nobody heard Anna.
-Let me go! Now! I’m sure someone will hear me; it won’t be the same as with Anna.
-So you know? And you didn’t tell anyone? You are a good girl… Elsie.
-Don’t you dare use my name!- He kissed her cheeks, her jaw…
-You are beautiful, does your butler… Charles… show you often? Does he make you scream like I’m going to?
She screamed for help, but Mr. Green covered her mouth with his, keeping her quiet. She struggled to get out of his grip, but he was too strong for her. She was starting to panic, but she couldn’t do anything. She fought, but he wouldn’t let her go.
-Elsie, why are you fighting? If you stop I won’t hurt you.
-Go to hell!
He slapped her so hard she fell backwards and off the table, hurting her back so badly tears filled her eyes. Mr. Green walked to her and took her hands, and slowly placed her in the middle of the room. She couldn’t move, couldn’t fight, so he took it as a sign to go on. He ripped her blouse, finding her corset and the pale flesh of her chest. The pain was starting to subside and she was starting to breathe better so she moved her legs and kicked him. He fell next to her so she stood up and tried to run to the door. She had her hand on the doorknob when she felt two hands on her hips, separating her from the door and throwing her to the floor again. He slapped her again, bruising her, took her shoes off and ripped her skirt. Her hands tried to slap him, but he moved every time, and soon he grew tired of her attitude and tied her hands to the wall.
-Now, behave and you won’t get hurt… badly.
-Why are you doing this? – She was in pain, but she managed to speak.
-I just want to, now, don’t ask any more questions and behave. – He placed himself on top of her, untying her corset.
-Get off me!
She tried to kick him so he kissed her. He tried to open her mouth, but she wouldn’t, she tried to move her head away, but he took her head between his hands. He tried to open her mouth again, and since he wasn’t getting lucky he took extreme measures. With his hands he opened her corset, and placed them on her breasts. She moaned, and hated herself for it. He kissed her again, and this time he managed to open her mouth. She found it disgusting and bit his lip, but to her dismay he bit her lip back and it drew blood from it. She yelled in pain, but he didn’t care, he took her stockings off. She took advantage of this and kicked him, but she knew there was nothing she could do. He coughed a bit and ripped her knickers off. She wanted Charles, and it made her cry. Mr. Green looked at her, wiped a few tears and kissed her, unbuckling his trousers and opening her skirt.
-Don’t cry Elsie, I will be out of here in no time. You have behaved more or less. Just make sure to compare me to that butler of yours the next time he makes love to you in this room.
These made her cry even more and scream louder, asking for help. He didn’t bother; he let her scream as he entered her and started moving. He didn’t even try to prepare her, he just moved, harder when he wanted, slower; he could feel her reaching her climax. She didn’t want, she wanted all this to end, but she didn’t want to find any kind of pleasure on these, and thank to the Lord she didn’t. He finished before she reached it, and she sobbed as he pulled out and cleaned himself in her skirt.
-See, it wasn’t that bad. Now, go upstairs, wash and put something on.
-I will tell the family, and you will be out of a job before you know it.
-Are they really going to believe you?
-Yes. Her Ladyship has always believed everything I’ve told her because I have never lied to her.
-Then I guess I can’t let you do that.
He opened drawers until he found a letter opener. He walked to her and placed it on her throat. She breathed heavily and opened her eyes widely. He placed the letter opener in her arms and nodded. As he moved it across her flesh blood came out, making her scream.
-Does it hurt? Oh who cares, you won’t breath a word about this. You will be dead. You are good, what a shame.
He cut her more times, all over her arms, her legs… He cleaned his hands on her skirt and stood up.
-It was very nice to see you again Mrs. Hughes. I hope I won’t see you again.
He closed the door after getting out and she found herself crying uncontrollably. She screamed for help, but no one came. Not even Charles. Soon she didn’t have the strength to scream, so she cried in silence thinking of Charles.
A change in life - Chapter 2 (It's also in Fanfiction.net and Archive of our own) Anna walked down the corridor, hoping to find some peace, when she saw something coming out from under a door. She kneeled in front of it and saw that it was a pool of bright blood. She felt her heart stopping and run upstairs. She opened the door making everyone turn to look at her. -Mr. Carson, is everyone here? -Of course Mrs. Bates -And the staff? -Yes. Everyone is… -No Mr. Carson. - Daisy cut him- Mrs. Hughes in not here. -Oh my God! -What's wrong Mrs. Bates? -There's blood in the corridor downstairs, and I can't open the door. Mr. Carson's face turned white as he run downstairs, knocking off everything that was on his way. He stopped in front of Mrs. Hughes' Sitting Room and tried to open the door. -Elsie? Open the door! Elsie, please! No one answered him so he quickly smashed it open and his world just as he knew it shattered. Elsie was tied to the wall, with her mouth a bit open. Charles could see her legs perfectly, that had cuts all over them; her breasts, because her blouse was hanging from her shoulders, completely ruined; and her pale arms which had cuts all over them. Her shoes where on the other side of the room, her knickers laid next to her, or what was left of them, and something that looked like her stockings laid against the desk. A pool of bright blood surrounded her, and Charles felt how his own blood left his body. He run to her and tried to hear her heart; after a few second he felt it. Hope rose inside him and he found it hard to stay calm. He carefully untied her, placed her against his chest and turned to face Anna. -She's still alive, but not for long if you don't run for Dr. Clarkson. Anna run upstairs and left them alone. Charles run his hand along her cheek. -Please Elsie, open your eyes. Just that. Please. I love you. – After a few seconds she opened her blue eyes and looked at him. - That's it, don't close them, alright? – She nodded slightly. – What happened? Who did this to you? -I'm… I'm scared. – Elsie's voice was nothing more than a whisper. -Don't be. I'm here, and I'm not leaving you. What happened? -I… I was… attacked- She stopped for a moment, feeling tears running down her cheeks, before continuing. – But… does it matter… now? I'm going… going to die -No, you are going to be alright. I can promise you that. -I was scared Charles, but… but you said you… you loved me, and… and I want you to know… that I love you too… before I die. -Elsie Hughes, you are not going to die! You can't leave me. I want to marry you and have children with you, even though you might think you are too old, we can still try. And I can't do any of that if you are dead. -You want… to marry me? The… old housekeeper? -Yes. That is why I love you, because I know you can be rigid, and I've seen you being cold, but I want to see you as a real mother and as my wife. -Why didn't you… tell me this before? -Because was afraid that you might not love me. -I wish we could… have had more time to… to spend together. -Don't say that. – Charles was fighting the tears that were about to fall down her cheeks, as he tried to stay as calm a she could. He tried not to break down. – Please, don't say that. -Charles, be realistic… I'm… dying- she tried to move her head to look at him, but she wasn't strong enough. -No! – Charles' tears run freely down his cheek. – You are not going to die! You can't die. Whoever did this to you is going to pay for it. Her ladyship stood against the doorframe, watching them. Her heart ached with love and sadness. The scene in front of her was horrible and at the same time beautiful; he was holding her, crying, trying to keep her awake. Suddenly heavy footsteps were heard in the corridor, so she turned and breathed in relieve when she saw Dr. Clarkson and Lord Grantham walking in her direction. She moved away from the door. -What happened? - Dr. Clarkson kneeled beside them and took her wrist in his hand. -She was attacked. I don't know anything else. He nodded and took one of her arms in his hands as gently as he could. He took care of the wounds (Charles had to take really good hold of her because she tried to back away from him, screaming in pain), covered them in bandages and took care of her bruises and swollen lip. -Mrs. Hughes blood type is A positive. She needs a transfusion right away. Do any of you have that blood type? If you don't we will have to take her to the hospital. -I do. - Charles was looking down at Elsie, who was pale as a sheet. -Then take her to her room and I will prepare everything there. Charles took her in his arms as gently as he could and carried her. He placed her slowly on the bed and looked at her. She was all covered in bandages, some of which were already red from the blood that was still trying to leave her body. Her Ladyship helped Charles and Anna take her clothes off, wash her (Charles left the room to give them as much privacy as he could) and put a nightgown on. Dr. Clarkson entered the room, took a long transparent tube from his bag and attached it to the needles that were in their arms. Soon blood left his body and joined hers. -She lost blood, but not enough to die. I want someone with her all the time in case she needs something. I want to know, when she's ready to tell you, what happened. For now let her rest and in two hours ask Mrs. Crawley to take the needles off. He looked one more time at her and left the room with the saddest look on his face Charles had ever seen. -Carson, if you need anything just tell me, I'll be right outside. -My Lady, you should go back to the party. -No, I couldn't possibly go back now. Lord Grantham and I will be outside. -Thank you My Lady.- She closed the door leaving Anna with them. -Mr. Carson, with your permission I would like to go downstairs and tell everyone about the situation. -Of course. Tell them she's alright. - She nodded and left the room with tears in her eyes. -You see? You are going to be alright. Just fine. – She opened her eyes and smiled lightly at him. -I can see that. And I would like you to… propose to me, since you said that you wanted to marry me. -I have the ring in my room, if you wait a minute I will ask her Ladyship to bring it. Just close your eyes and wait. Lady Grantham! – He waited for her to open the door. – My Lady, I would like to ask a favor from you. -Yes, of course. -There's a ring in a red box in my closet, would you mind bringing it? -Not at all Carson. - She run to his room, took it from the closet and run back to him, smiling. - I will leave the door open, if you don't mind. – She whispered. He nodded. -Elsie, you can open your eyes now. - She slowly opened them and saw a beautiful golden ring resting inside a red velvet box. – Elsie Hughes, I've loved you since the first day you came to Downton Abbey wearing that old dress, that smile on your face and in your beautiful blue eyes. I remember that I asked you, as a gentleman, if you wanted me to carry your luggage, and you almost slapped me telling me that you could do it. Since then I knew we would get on just fine. I know that Lady Sybil's death hit me harder than I thought it would. I was really grateful that you were there for me. You are the only are who knows what I like, what I hate and were my loyalty stands. I've always taken care of myself, and the only thing I want right now is to be able to grow old with you, to be able to have children with you, even If you still think you are too old, we could try; and to see that you can take care of me when I no longer can. Because life hasn't been kind to you and you deserve a little bit of happiness, Elsie Hughes, I'm telling you that I love you, that I would shout it on the streets of Yorkshire if I had to. I adore you as much or even more as I adore my own life. That is why I'm asking you to marry me. Elsie's eyes were filled with tears as she listened to his words. When he finished his little speech they were running freely down her cheeks. -I never thought I would hear such words from you Charles. -I just want to take care of you, like I'm doing now, for the rest of our lives. -If I could move I would kiss you. -I think I can do something about that. -Be careful with the needles. -Don't worry. He sat on the bed carefully, placed both hands on her face and was about to kiss her when suddenly she turned her head. He saw the look of fear in her eyes. -I'm sorry Charles, I didn't mean to pull away like that. I really mean it. He looked at her. Her swollen lip, the bruises in her arms, legs, waist; he remembered her ripped knickers, her stockings, her blouse, the skirt and how disgusted she looked with herself. -You were raped. – Lord Grantham and Lady Cora approached the door and looked at each other with shocked faces. -I just… didn't want… you to… -You were raped. – He repeated simply. -I'm sorry Charles. I wish I were dead. Anna was near the door and when she heard those words her mind went directly to Mr. Green. She run to the room. -He did it again, didn't he? Elsie turned to see Anna standing next to the bed. -Who? Do what? – Charles' blood was boiling, and he felt his cheeks and ears turning red. -Mr. Green. Elsie screamed and covered her face with he hands, crying. -Mr. Green raped you before Elsie? -No, Mr. Carson. He raped me. -Why didn't you tell us?! -Mrs. Hughes knew it. She is the only one. -Then how did he manage to rape Elsie?! -God, Charles, you are making it sound as if it is my fault! – Elsie was angry and scared. -I'm sorry. I didn't mean to give you that impression. But… how did it happen? -He walked into my Sitting Room. I tried to leave, but before I knew it he had closed the door and had lying on the floor. I tried to escape, but he wouldn't let me go. He tied me to the wall, ripped my clothes and… and… - tears run down her cheeks. -And then he raped you. God Elsie, why didn't you tell me this before? -Well, now you know. -And… how did you get all those cuts? -I told him I would tell the family, so he was making sure I took this secret to the grave. He looked at her marvelling at her strength, at how she had managed to survive such a horrible thing. Before he knew it she hid in his chest and cried. -It's okay Elsie, cry as much as you want and need to. Anna was crying too, with her hands on her mouth. Elsie's experience had been much worse than her own. She turned around to see Lady Cora and Lord Grantham, the first one with tears in her eyes, standing there, looking at each other, so she slowly closed the door. Charles held her until he felt that's he had stopped crying, then he looked down at her. Her blue eyes were red, and he could see the rivers the tears had caused. -Elsie, don't worry. I'm not leaving you and if you think that this is going to stop me from marrying you, you are wrong. -You still want to? -Yes. Don't worry about this, I'm sure her Ladyship and his Lordship will take care of it. -What if he comes back? -Then he will have to deal with me. She smiled at him and rested her head against his chest. This was just a warm embrace between them. -You are very good to me Charles. -You deserve it. No sleep my love; I will stay with you from now on. I will take care of everything when Mrs. Crawley comes. -Charles, could you give me a sweet kiss? -I'll be careful with your lip She felt his warm breath against her mouth as he slowly pressed his lips sweetly over hers. He tasted like wine, and she tasted like honey and chocolate. She slowly closed her eyes, placed her head on the pillow and soon she fell asleep. He laid next to her, looking at Elsie with a small smile.