I raised my daughter, Annelise, on the BBC P&P – perfect for when she was home sick. You get six fairly guilt-free hours out of it. You can’t say that with any other TV program.
When she was about three, I was wheeling her in her stroller at our local mall when all at once she cried out, “Prejudice!”
Everyone turned and looked at me accusingly; what was I teaching my kid?
“Huh?” I said, leaning over the stroller.
A big smile spread over her face.
“Mr. Darcy!” she cried.
The kid had the right idea. Too bad no one at the mall appreciated it.