Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Then we can be out of England for August.
It's just something his lordship said recently, I can't get out of my mind.
I've been had!
on a chaise longue, but if one wants to get anything done,
You wouldn't know how to start.
Will you miss the extra staff, Mrs Patmore?
If thinking that trying to protect Mary with a
He did nothing. Thank you.
Where have you been all day? Nowhere. I've just been busy.
But you don't agree.
And do you know what the letter says? They sent me a copy.
The maids have put the drawing room back to normal.
Short supply? No supply, more like!
Well, you're home and safe now.
If I say yes, will you do as you're told?
I suppose you miss your husband very much?
and I'll get a banger to deliver the stuff.
Next time, if you want to know anything, just ask me.
Tell me, how are things progressing at Haxby?
Daisy? What in God's name are you doing down here at this hour?
Where she goes, whom she sees. What she says to them.
She was a guinea a minute then.
Before the war, I believed my life had value.
He's afraid of his own grief. That's why he behaves as he does.
Look. They've cleared the tea but forgotten to take that tray.
Mr Bryant, Mrs Bryant, welcome.
To get away from this house, away from this life.
You must be looking forward to travelling again.
Well, you should see some of the gadgets in the kitchens.
For now, God knows it's enough that I can kiss you.
I get about, Mrs Hughes, I get about.
But didn't you taste the mixture?
But that's what I'm saying. Everything's in short supply now.
and then I'll try and find a moment alone with Mrs Bryant
What about you, Mama? Certainly.
You shouldn't be doing that.
Would I ever admit to loving a man who preferred someone else over me?
But why did you do it?
Carson, I keep forgetting to tell Mrs Hughes
that was to keep her out of your hair. I know.
She's not a refugee and we have more claims on our funding than we can meet.
To bury forever the memories of what I hope has been
What? I'd hate you to be uncomfortable in your own house...