We settle in the TV room for an hour or two every day, round about tea time. Recently we've been mostly watching old detective shows on ITV 3. I am very fond of Suchet's Poirot (and of the show's production values), not particularly enamoured of Whately's Lewis (a decent supporting actor who has been moved into the lead- and it's an over-promotion because he lacks the charisma: they should have centred the show on Laurence Fox's intense and enigmatic Hathaway) and am beginning to enjoy Geraldine McEwen's Marple. She's not the character Agatha Christie wrote but I'm not sure that matters. To be honest I find Christie's Marple rather dull (a bit of a Mary Sue perhaps) whereas McEwen's Marple is puckish and sleek. Marple's producers seem to have had a policy of employing comedians in straight roles: we've had Rob Bryden and Alexander Armstrong and Dawn French and Catherine Tate and Russ Abbott and loads more. It generally pays off because comedians understand timing and the value of underplaying- whereas straight actors don't always. The first episode we watched featured a look-at-me-playing-a-silly-old-duffer performance by Simon Callow (who I generally like) which was quite unbearably awful.
Tea bags contain plastic (who knew!) and even those that don't contain some sort of strengthening substance that won't break down on the compost heap- so we're giving them up and resorting to leaf tea. We could be drinking the leaf version of our usual blend but since we're changing our ways we thought we might as well experiment a little- and I'm currently drinking pure Darjeeling- which is dark and smoky and we're liking it so much I can't see us going back. But we're not stopping there; we've got other teas on order. As T.S. Eliot said, "Old men should be explorers".
The book I have on the go at present is Carol Bowman's Children's Past Lives.