Over the weekend, I plowed through the second season of Victoria.

Not that I didn’t enjoy it. I did…but…

…I found that I could “watch” it easily while doing something else. In this case, mostly grading quiz items for the online courses I’m teaching this summer and checking items on the course sites.

I can do this because the series has a languid pace, which is suitable for the era represented and for multitasking.

This is not a flaw to my way of thinking. It is a pleasure such series are great opportunities for knitting or, when pressed, certain types of work.

That said, I did enjoy the second season more than the first, especially the episode directed by Jim Loach on the potato famine (he is the son of noted director Ken Loach) and the episode when the royal couple gets lost in Scotland.

Ironically–given what I have just written–one of the reasons I prefer the second season is because the pace is a little faster than it was in the first season.

Or, maybe I like the second season better because Victoria and Albert really sizzle between the sheets.

Either way…I’ll keep watching the series…or, more aptly put…halfway watching it.