“All I have in this world is my balls and my word, and I don’t break 'em for no one.”
- Alphonse "Al" Capone (1899-1947)
Glad you enjoyed the series, it was the 7th in a series by the BBC, the site’s website is www.guedelon.fr/en/
Past series were similar in that they recreated the time and manner that things were achieved.
The series were:
- Tales from the Green Valley: 12 parts, first shown on BBC Two in autumn 2005, it follows historians and archaeologists as they recreate farm life from the age of the Stuarts.
- Victorian Farm: 6 parts, first shown on BBC Two in January 2009, it recreates everyday life on a small farm in Shropshire in the mid-19th century
- Victorian Pharmacy: 4 parts, first shown on BBC Two in July 2010, it looks at life in the 19th Century and how people attempted to cure common ailments.
- Edwardian Farm: 12 parts, first shown on BBC Two from November 2010 to January 2011, it depicts a group of historians running a farm like it was done during the Edwardian era.
- Wartime Farm: 9 parts, first shown on BBC Two on 6 September 2012, it recreates the running of a farm during the Second World War.
- Tudor Monastery Farm: 6 parts, first shown on BBC Two in November and December 2013, it shows what farming was like during the Tudor period.
I don't see the point in wasting all this time in the modern day era unless people think that Mad Max is going to happen and we have to go back to basics. A mate of mine has bought a farm simply on that premise.
But you made me remember that during my travels last year, I think it was in North Eastern France like Amiens, Lille or one of those WW1 French towns, that I went into a cathedral to stay warm and read the history of the construction of the cathedral. It was actually built by a person with no experience in anything and took basically his entire life and the equivalent of millions of dollars in today’s terms. I remember that they had put the roof on and he went in one night to look at his marvellous creation and heard a sagging-like noise which he didn't understand or know where it was coming from. In the middle of the night he climbed up the wall of the cathedral to the ceiling and sat there listening to the noise and realised that the roof and walls were separating and that the roof would probably fall in on the inside of the church at any time.
He was devastated and didn't know what to do. He then came up with the idea of buttressing and of course that delayed the construction another 5 to 10 years while they had to buttress the whole cathedral. That cathedral still stands.
A side story to that, and I hope I'm not mixing up my cathedrals. (As my father used to say: “Just ABC” which stood for “another bloody cathedral”, or “another bloody church” et cetera, when he was taken around Europe by my very Catholic mother to look at God's works.)
Was that the Bishop / Cardinal (???) was a baddie and tried to have my bloke murdered, discredited etc etc etc because my bloke was using up all the money that he wanted, and after all sorts of scandals, he was exposed and ran up to the top of the cathedral and jumped off the scaffolding much to the delight of the peasants. I will look at my diary to see if I recorded it to find out where it was for you.
“My heart was gladdened when out here in far Australia I had your note and the three wonderful pictures which are confirmatory of our published results. When our fairies are admitted other psychic phenomena will find a more ready acceptance ... We have had continued messages at seances for some time that a visible sign was coming through.”
“The recognition of their existence will jolt the material twentieth century mind out of its heavy ruts in the mud, and will make it admit that there is a glamour and mystery to life. Having discovered this, the world will not find it so difficult to accept that spiritual message supported by physical facts which has already been put before it.”
Despite these problems, the photos continued to attract believers. Much of this belief might be attributed to the context of the times. By the end of World War One the English were emotionally bruised and battered by four years of unrelenting bloodshed. They seemed to be in need of something that would reaffirm their belief in goodness and innocence. They found this reaffirmation in the fairy photographs of Frances and Elsie.