#Eleanor bramwell

[starfleetwitch]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS TALENTED BEAN! <3

#jemma redgrave #bernie wolfe #kate stewart #doctor who #kate lethbridge stewart #zoe evans #jill raymond #di jill raymond #eleanor bramwell #eve granger #amelia davenport #lady de courcy #diana markham #dream demon #silent witness #george grey #octopolis #francis #art #my art #my work #bramwell #holby city #cold blood #granchester #frankie

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I just started watching Bramwell. And I must say I enjoy a protagonist who fits her time. Eleanor is a young doctor who believes healthcare is right of everyone, which puts her ahead of her time. But Eleanor is also white, christian, and born into wealth and privilege. She judges patients who are alcoholics, children who steal to eat, and women who have children out of wedlock. She judges high society men for their lack of compassion and women because she thinks their life goals of wanting home and children aren’t as worthy as her goal to be a doctor.

Eleanor Bramwell is kind, with a big heart. She means well, and each episode teaches her a lesson that her privilege has shielded her from. She’s also arrogant and doesn’t know when to quit while she’s ahead. There are moments she would make a better impression if she just stopped pushing people so hard. It’s almost as if she can’t stop herself.

I find her equally endearing as I do infuriating and it makes her incredibly compelling to watch. I’m looking forward to the rest of the show.

#bramwell #Eleanor Bramwell #jemma redgrave

[isqueedmyself]

Every time I watch this series or come upon stills or anything, I wonder how she survived that degree of corseting. And still made world class television. Well done, ma gurl, well done!

#Bramwell #Eleanor Bramwell #Jemma Redgrave #wincing at the thought of the corset

[hellodarjeeling]

Watching Bramwell (1995) again for the first time in years: fun, a delight

Heading over to AO3 and seeing there aren’t any Eleanor/Joe fics: bad, unforgivable

While I procrastinate in writing my own, here are some plot ideas and fragments that have lived in my brain and notes app since 2016. One day I hope to write a proper little story or two, but in the meantime, enjoy!

Eleanor is upset because O'Neil has yet again come unannounced to the Thrift, despite the fact that they are no longer together. She is visibly distraught and rushes away into the store room; he insists they have an affair, despite their painful and messy personal histories.

Dr. Marsham is already in the storeroom, measuring out ether, and just quietly stares at her back for a moment as she stays by the door. He starts to ask her what's wrong, but instead of answering, she suddenly pushes him back into the store shelves, and roughly kisses him, knocking the jar of ether out of his hands.

Almost immediately it's over and she storms out of the room, leaving Marsham disheveled, confused, and soaking in ether. He has to sit down (the combination of both kiss and ether making him dizzy); neither of them ever mention it again.

•

It's the end of the day and they're the only ones left at the Thrift. There's a quiet contentment between them. He hums when he reads and she absently chews her lip when deep in thought. She never notices, but he always does.

In between patients he starts randomly telling her things about himself without prompting and she just listens, interested and curious as to what makes Joe Marsham tick - he's such a private, secretive person.

Standing beside him, she could see he has wonderfully dark lashes and deep, sad eyes.

#bramwell #eleanor bramwell #joe marsham #i fully ignore season 4 because what in the fresh hell is going on there #no thank you please

[seahorsepencils]

ummm life is exhausting so I’m doing another Bramwell rewatch

#but also #her father just played a song on the piano #that reminded me of the jurassic world theme #so now I'm like 'what about dinosaurs' #ooh what about eleanor bramwell on a dinosaur island #that should be a thing #bramwell the lost world au? #wait #is eleanor john hammond? #idealistic to the point of ignoring reality? #bramwell #jemma redgrave

[bramwellbern]

Only 3 hours and 45 more minutes of my favorite holiday 😢

#Halloween #Halloween 2022 #Halloween decor #skeletons #sexy witches #pumpkins #jack o lanterns #ghosts #Jemma Redgrave as Eleanor Bramwell #raven lights #candy corn

[littlesolo]

Bramwell

Anyone know what I'm talking about when I bring up the tv show Bramwell??? Back when I was dabbling in Dracula fanfic (due to Katie McGrath playing Lucy Westernra) I always headcannoned that Mina got additional practice at Eleanor Bramwell's clinic.

The biggest draw was Jemma Regrave. I love all the Redgraves, but I think I'm torn between Jemma and Vanessa when it comes to picking a favorite. I think Jemma Redgrave played Katie McGrath's mother in Dracula.

Bramwell

Dracula

#bramwell #jemma redgrave #lucy westenra #katie mcgrath #mina murray #jessica de gouw #dracula

[dnickels]

I really am enjoying Bramwell (1995). It's not groundbreaking television but its just very well made. There's such a wonderful loving attention to detail, most of it dedicated to making the surgeries and medical procedures are viscerally awful as possible but its the little details that make it for me. A character with a broken arm has to make an appearance in white tie so he uses his white silk scarf as a sling. Every time Eleanor comes in the house she stops to take her hat off, and we see her carefully removing her hat pins!!

[eraisme]

Prompt 12

12. What one rule from your childhood do you not agree with now that you're an adult?

ETA: I rewrote this story no less than 3 times. First it was about Jill Raymond, then it was going to be about Eleanor Bramwell, then Bernie Wolfe wouldn't leave my head. It's a tad disjointed, but so were Bernie's thoughts at the time.

“Marry well. If you marry a man that is well off, you haven’t anything to worry about.” 

Bernie Wolfe couldn’t begin to say just how many times she had heard those words when she was a girl. From her mother, from her grandmother. However, it was never a thing that was on Bernie’s radar growing up. In fact, her mother would make it a point to call her Berenice.

“She’s already a tomboy. I don’t need her growing confused.”

“Confused with what?” Bernie mumbles to herself, not exactly sure what any of the women ever met. “I always knew what I wanted. I always knew what I was supposed to do.” She pauses, exhaling slowly when she realizes that she’s talking to herself.

It happens sometimes, when she’s home alone and Serena is at work. Sometimes she becomes stuck in her thoughts, it’s why she prefers when they have the same days off. The needs of the business make that a rare occurrence.

“Marry a good man, Berenice. Give him children. Do what you’re made to do. Be a mother. Be a homemaker.”

It didn’t matter that she was following her father’s footsteps to be in the Army. It didn’t matter that she planned to become a surgeon while in the service. It didn’t matter that she had a boyfriend that she could laugh with and spend time with. It didn’t matter the accolades she received from her professors or that she graduated medical school at the top of her class. It didn’t matter that she was better at this than her boyfriend was. In fact, it was something she prided herself in for show up both his mother and her own.

Bernie smirks to herself, remembering her mother’s disappointed face in her. A parent, disappointed at their child being the top of her class.

Marcus was proud, even finding the whole thing a bit of a turn on. He didn’t want her to follow through on her plan though. He didn’t want her to ship out. Marcus knew that if she did, he probably would never hear from her again.

“Women aren’t meant to join the services. We weren’t built for that.”

She was already due to join the forces. That much was fact, but when it came time for her initial physical, she was overcome with nausea the entire day long and blamed it on her nerves. Bernie knew better. She was blessed with nerves of steel, one of her strong suits in fact. Something as simple and routine as a physical shouldn’t make her this sick to her stomach.

When the doctor asked if she was aware that she was pregnant, Bernie nearly lost those nerves right then and there. She demanded they check again, demanded that blood be drawn instead of a simple urine test for more accuracy.

In her heart, Bernie knew, but she didn’t want to admit it to herself, much less anyone else.

“Do you see now? This is God’s way of-”

She stopped believing in a greater power by then. She was always far too analytical for that.

Bernie and Marcus married because of the baby within her womb. They got along just fine, he was always more than willing to do whatever she needed. Marcus was always loyal and loving in that way. Bernie just felt suffocated by it all.

Suffocated by a marriage and suffocated by a child that kept her from doing what she truly planned with her life in a timely manner. This was never what she was supposed to be, never in the cards, never in the plans. She wasn’t meant for this life.

“Bernie, everything okay?”

Bernie nearly jumps, not expecting her wife to be home. “You’re-”

“You were staring.” Serena nods, knowing it has something to do with the traumas she’s experienced over the past couple of years, but truly having no idea it has to do with the traumas she’s experienced for much longer than that.

“Marry someone who loves you for you. Don’t settle. Don’t sell yourself short.”

It was the words of her father that made most sense to her in the end. Though Bernie had never agreed with the messages her mother had told her as she was coming up, it was the words of her father that made most sense in the end.

Serena runs a hand along Bernie’s boney shoulders before leaning down to press a kiss against her temple, whispering, “I love you so much.” Serena could only imagine where Bernie’s head goes when she catches her disassociating. Not wishing those thoughts on anyone except those that brought Bernie harm in the first place.

“I love you too.” Bernie swallows after the words leave her mouth, having been unable to say the words to the woman. Not wanting to scare her off, not wanting to wake up from this dream only to realize she was still in the desert, supervised by men with guns in their arms as if they were born that way. They were true however. Incredibly true.

Bernie has no doubt that she’s disappointed her mother several times over, but she couldn’t possibly ever agree with her.

#Mysterious Prompt Book #Berena #Bernie Wolfe #Bernie|Serena #The Wolfes #Prompt 12

[shippingsincebeforeyouwereborn]

Eleanor Bramwell doing trauma surgery on someone with a arterial bleed below the knee in a derailed subway car.

#Tell me she's not Bernie Wolfe's great grandmother

[adrenalineascending]

gifs from s01 e07 of Bramwell

#eleanor bramwell #jemma redgrave #baronsvisage

[starfleetwitch]

I'm a responsible adult. I absolutely haven't left packing for moving to England until the last minute. I 100% have all the time in the world to start packing if I haven't done so already...

Anyway Eleanor Bramwell has a tractor now too lads 😂

#Jemma redgrave and the multiverse of lesbians #Elenore bramwell #Cosplay #Massey Ferguson 35 #I need to reevaluate my priorities. #I have 4 hours to pack and instead I'm out prancing through fields as Bramwell #Eleanor bramwell #Bramwell

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Watching Bramwell has taught me how easily I can be swayed by a simple romantic gesture. Finn O’Neill is nothing but trouble for Eleanor, every time he shows up he woos her then hurts her. Intellectually I know this, I even yell at my screen to Eleanor about it.

But the man shows up after some time in America, lit in a single beam of light in The Thrift and I am swooning.

#it’s ridiculous because I actually hate him #but he’s pretty and speaks so romantically #right until he fucks things up #last episode with the unwed sex and the fighting with her father and the court scandal and then leaving to America without her?! #unforgivable #and she can do so much better #have you SEEN Jemma Redgrave #I just want her to be happy with someone that appreciates her #eleanor bramwell #Bramwell #jemma redgrave

[batnbreakfast]

Zoom, Booze, no Doom

Hello everyone,

It’s Saturday tomorrow - so we’ll meet again at:

Germany 9pm

UK 8pm

Wisconsin 2pm

We’ll watch the last episode of the third Bramwell season with Jemma Redgrave as Eleanor Bramwell and and also the episode of My Family with her playing couples therapist Dr. Connor.

I’m pretty sure we’ll also have a long chat about the latest Holby news and spoilers.

The link will be posted as a comment shortly before we start. Newcomers are always welcome, no need to be shy. :)

#zoom booze no doom #jemma redgrave #eleanor bramwell #berena #kind of :)

[hellodarjeeling]

Bramwell season 2 episode 6 is so good

#bramwell #jemma redgrave #eleanor bramwell

[seahorsepencils]

The Victorian urge to be surprised by your own underwear

(From Sarah Jackson’s Bramwell novelization, p. 49.)

She looked round. There was no-one in sight. Before she had time for second thoughts, she went inside and hitched up her skirts with one hand, while with the other she held the bicycle upright. Then she clambered onto the saddle and pushed herself off with both feet. The bicycle wobbled.

Feet on the pedals, she thought, and managed it at the second or third attempt. She pushed round and down, down and round – and found that she was bowling along. Strangely, the faster she went the more stable the bicycle seemed to be. The wind whipped her face and threatened her hat. She found she was smiling for the first time that day. She glanced down and saw a flash of lacy, white underwear.

Oh dear, she thought; but she didn’t stop. She went right past a nanny and her charges, and a gentleman who tutted at her, but they didn’t matter nearly so much as the wind on her face.”

#lol #bramwell #adaptation #eleanor bramwell