This Sunday's episode of Downton saw the lord of the manor head off to America after an urgent telegram from Cora's wayward brother Harold, leaving Rose in charge of fun and Mary in charge of Downton's new piggy inhabitants.
Right on cue, Mary and Charles Blake took a post-dinner stroll to see the new pigs, which turned into a muddy mess when the pair were forced to rehydrate the entire pig pen one bucket at a time. Mary was very out of character, falling down, giggling when Blake smeared mud on her face and even whipping up a quick snack for him in the kitchen afterwards. It was all very strange.
Meanwhile, Edith revealed all about her sticky situation to Aunt Rosamund and the pair headed off to the doctors to "sort it out". Edith changed her mind at the last minute though and decided to have Gregson's baby no matter what.
In other news, Rose messed around on boats with Jack Ross while Alfred came back to the Abbey and stirred up rivalries between Daisy and Ivy in the kitchen. The Dowager Countess came down with a serious illness and was nursed back to health, begrudgingly, by Isobel, and Branson rediscovered his political side (and might have found himself a love interest) at a local Labour meeting.
In the last few minutes of the episode Gillingham returned to the Abbey and began fawning all over Mary again. But you know what happens when Gillingham is around? That's right. Green is back. And he gave his own game away at the kitchen table over dinner. That means Bates knows. And from the look on his face, he's most certainly not going to let him get away with it.
But what's going to happen this week? It's the last episode in the series (I know, time flies, eh?) so it's time for some seriously spurious suggestions...
Poor Edith never was a fan of fruitcake. You'd think in a house like Downton Abbey they'd be able to put on a better teatime spread, wouldn't you? This is positively depressing.
Clearly Moseley can sympathise. He may be nothing but a lowly footman nowadays, but a man still has his standards. There's no way he'd put that dull, dry cake into his mouth either.
It's a problem that simply must be solved, though. You should be eating for two, Edith. Just because you're keeping the impending arrival of your "charming bastard" (her words, not ours) a secret, doesn't mean you shouldn't indulge in a few extra calories...
She may have rolled around in the mud with you last week, Mr Blake, but that Mary is a tough nut to crack. Don't go thinking you can get all over familiar just because you've smeared pig muck on her face...
It took Matthew (may he rest in peace) two whole series to woo Downton's ice queen. You've been in the picture a mere three episodes, and it'll take more than saving a few dehydrated pigs to impress her. Clearly.
Huzzah! Robert's made it back from the US of A and left those dastardly Yankees behind. And what news has he been greeted with on his arrival? Chances are the soppy pair are toasting their illegitimate grandchild, Rose's new beau or the brutal murder of Green the valet. Perhaps all three.
You know what, though, when you're the lord of a country pile, do you need an excuse to drown yourself in bubbly? It's lunchtime. I'm wearing a linen suit. Chin chin!
It looks as though Branson's found himself in the middle of a rom-com montage. First the pair locked eyes over a spare seat at last week's political meeting, now they've met again reaching for the last hoopla hoop. Classic. It's like an old-fashioned Lady and the Tramp. Apart from we're not sure about Sarah Bunting's social standing. And calling uppity Branson a tramp is sort of unfair.
Perhaps, possibly, maybe, this politically aware miss is set to coax Branson into keeping his feet firmly on British soil?
Carson and Cora aren't always the sharpest tools in the box, but they've really missed the point of this race. Someone needs to tell them that those country lasses aren't just sporting a strange new fashion.
But, come on now, the pair of you should be going a whole lot faster than that sans sacks. And, Cora, you're really only supposed to clap once you've made it over the finish line...
Edith's really perked up since last week (and that whole fruit cake debacle). She's practically glowing (a typical pregnancy symptom, we understand) and life as a single lady is clearly suiting her.
But what's got her grinning from ear to pearl-adorned ear? Perhaps she's won a breast pump and sterilizer set in the tombola. Or maybe, just maybe, her Gregson has turned up in the middle of the egg and spoon race?
Looks like Bates has kept his murderous rage under wraps. So far...
Carson's a man of the stage, not the sword, but it's about time the duo teamed up on something – it's a bromance waiting to happen. We don't want to see Bates behind bars again. Perhaps Anna's man has decided to go public about Green, rather than relying on an actionable approach, and the pair are poised to expose him for the evil, nasty piece of work he is.
Looks like Rose hasn't taken kindly to being told what to do by Mary (see this week's preview clip). Either she's plotting an escape from Downton into the arms of her jazz-singing lover (that pram behind you is probably big enough to use as a getaway vehicle, Rose) or she's planning her revenge on the eldest Crawley sister. Maybe she'll take Gillingham (or Blake. Or Napier) down to the pig pens for a roll around in the soil herself...?
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