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There's a saying, you've heard it before, | 0:00:53 | 0:00:56 | |
"The Englishman's home is his castle." | 0:00:56 | 0:01:00 | |
Well, I suppose, in a way, it is. | 0:01:02 | 0:01:07 | |
PIANO INTRO TO: "Home, Sweet Home" by Nellie Melba | 0:01:07 | 0:01:09 | |
# 'Mid pleasures | 0:01:16 | 0:01:20 | |
# And palaces | 0:01:20 | 0:01:23 | |
# Though we may roam | 0:01:23 | 0:01:30 | |
# Be it ever so humble | 0:01:30 | 0:01:37 | |
# There's no place like home! | 0:01:37 | 0:01:45 | |
# Home! | 0:01:47 | 0:01:51 | |
# Home! | 0:01:53 | 0:01:58 | |
# Sweet | 0:01:58 | 0:02:01 | |
# Sweet home! | 0:02:01 | 0:02:07 | |
# There's no place | 0:02:07 | 0:02:13 | |
# Like home! | 0:02:13 | 0:02:16 | |
# There's no place | 0:02:16 | 0:02:21 | |
# Like home! # | 0:02:21 | 0:02:26 | |
The Celts in coracs crossed to Anglesey | 0:02:41 | 0:02:45 | |
Pre-Christians | 0:02:45 | 0:02:46 | |
Early Christians | 0:02:46 | 0:02:48 | |
Irish Celts | 0:02:48 | 0:02:50 | |
What were they like who dug these holes for huts | 0:02:50 | 0:02:55 | |
Roofed them with boughs to keep the winter out? | 0:02:55 | 0:03:00 | |
What were they like, who lived in such a place? | 0:03:03 | 0:03:08 | |
The Ancient Romans, too, | 0:03:08 | 0:03:10 | |
who settled here at Rockbourne on the Downs | 0:03:10 | 0:03:13 | |
before the Saxons called them Hampshire, Dorset, Wilts. | 0:03:13 | 0:03:18 | |
Patterned floors... | 0:03:18 | 0:03:20 | |
..remains of hypocausts... | 0:03:21 | 0:03:24 | |
..luxurious life, | 0:03:26 | 0:03:27 | |
where never luxury was seen again. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:30 | |
Why did the Normans choose an Iron Age fort | 0:03:42 | 0:03:47 | |
To build the castle of Old Sarum here? | 0:03:47 | 0:03:50 | |
Why did the clerics, outlined in the turf | 0:03:57 | 0:04:01 | |
You see their old cathedral over there | 0:04:01 | 0:04:04 | |
Why did they go away? | 0:04:04 | 0:04:06 | |
Was it a water shortage or a feud | 0:04:06 | 0:04:10 | |
That drove them down to build in Salisbury? | 0:04:10 | 0:04:14 | |
We do not know... | 0:04:14 | 0:04:16 | |
But when, across the waves | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
From Ireland and the west | 0:04:25 | 0:04:27 | |
The shores of Wales | 0:04:27 | 0:04:29 | |
Rise mountainous along those mountains' feet | 0:04:29 | 0:04:33 | |
We see the castles of an English king | 0:04:33 | 0:04:36 | |
Edward the First | 0:04:36 | 0:04:38 | |
Oh, then the answer's clear | 0:04:38 | 0:04:41 | |
Attack, defence | 0:04:41 | 0:04:43 | |
After defence, attack | 0:04:43 | 0:04:45 | |
Conquer, subdue and dominate the Welsh | 0:04:45 | 0:04:49 | |
With arrow, shot and battering ram and lead... | 0:04:49 | 0:04:53 | |
Harlech and Conway and Caernarvon | 0:04:54 | 0:04:58 | |
Three grey bastions guard the northern coast of Wales. | 0:04:58 | 0:05:03 | |
ROUSING ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYS | 0:05:03 | 0:05:06 | |
Peaceful today | 0:05:57 | 0:05:59 | |
A poet of the Welsh | 0:05:59 | 0:06:01 | |
Has thus translated from his native tongue | 0:06:01 | 0:06:06 | |
One night of tempest I arose and went | 0:06:06 | 0:06:10 | |
Along the Menai shore on dreaming bent | 0:06:10 | 0:06:13 | |
The wind was strong, and savage swung the tide | 0:06:13 | 0:06:18 | |
And the waves blustered on Caernarfon side... | 0:06:18 | 0:06:22 | |
But on the morrow, when I passed that way | 0:06:26 | 0:06:30 | |
On Menai shore the peace of heaven lay | 0:06:30 | 0:06:35 | |
The wind was gentle and the sea a flower | 0:06:35 | 0:06:39 | |
And the sun slumbered on Caernarfon tower. | 0:06:39 | 0:06:43 | |
Far over in England, | 0:06:54 | 0:06:56 | |
how peaceful are names | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
like Deeping St Nicholas, Deeping St James, | 0:06:58 | 0:07:02 | |
long strips of rich soil | 0:07:02 | 0:07:05 | |
and low houses of men | 0:07:05 | 0:07:07 | |
where slow flows the Welland | 0:07:07 | 0:07:10 | |
through Lincolnshire fen. | 0:07:10 | 0:07:13 | |
Villages, once Saxon or Danish, | 0:07:13 | 0:07:17 | |
grew rich on plough land. | 0:07:17 | 0:07:19 | |
The earth is the Lord's | 0:07:19 | 0:07:21 | |
And all that therein is | 0:07:21 | 0:07:24 | |
The compass of the world | 0:07:24 | 0:07:26 | |
And they that dwell therein. | 0:07:26 | 0:07:28 | |
Here at Chipping Camden in the Cotswolds, | 0:07:28 | 0:07:32 | |
the people prospered on the wool from sheep. | 0:07:32 | 0:07:36 | |
They built themselves small substantial houses | 0:07:36 | 0:07:40 | |
all along the market street. | 0:07:40 | 0:07:43 | |
And at Nun Monkton, in the flat West Riding of Yorkshire, | 0:07:46 | 0:07:51 | |
where roads and rivers meet, | 0:07:51 | 0:07:53 | |
at the village pond and green | 0:07:53 | 0:07:56 | |
is the picture people have of Merrie England, | 0:07:56 | 0:08:00 | |
with dancing round the maypole on the grass. | 0:08:00 | 0:08:04 | |
JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYS | 0:08:05 | 0:08:07 | |
BUGLE CALLS | 0:08:51 | 0:08:52 | |
DOGS BARK | 0:08:52 | 0:08:54 | |
But life could be nasty, brutish and short, | 0:09:06 | 0:09:10 | |
even for people at the top who lived in castles. | 0:09:10 | 0:09:13 | |
Berkeley Castle, Gloucestershire, | 0:09:20 | 0:09:23 | |
where the Berkeleys still live. | 0:09:23 | 0:09:25 | |
Here, on the night of September 21st, 1327, | 0:09:31 | 0:09:38 | |
Edward II was most barbarously murdered. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:42 | |
You'll remember how Thomas Gray describes that fearful fate | 0:09:42 | 0:09:47 | |
of the first Prince of Wales... | 0:09:47 | 0:09:51 | |
Weave the warp and weave the woof | 0:09:51 | 0:09:54 | |
The winding-sheet of Edward's race | 0:09:54 | 0:09:57 | |
Give ample room and verge enough | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
The characters of hell to trace | 0:10:00 | 0:10:03 | |
Mark the year and mark the night | 0:10:03 | 0:10:06 | |
When Severn shall re-echo with affright | 0:10:06 | 0:10:09 | |
The shrieks of death thro' Berkeley's roof that ring | 0:10:09 | 0:10:13 | |
Shrieks of an agonising King. | 0:10:13 | 0:10:16 | |
A castle then, a castle still, | 0:10:28 | 0:10:32 | |
but its walls are breached with windows | 0:10:32 | 0:10:35 | |
which look at the world outside. | 0:10:35 | 0:10:38 | |
A castle turning into a house, | 0:10:38 | 0:10:42 | |
Stokesay, Shropshire, | 0:10:42 | 0:10:46 | |
the timbered gate lodge is almost ornamental. | 0:10:46 | 0:10:51 | |
Around the yard, the wall is only a curtain wall. | 0:10:51 | 0:10:55 | |
In that hall, | 0:10:57 | 0:10:59 | |
the lord of the manor eats at a high table above the salt. | 0:10:59 | 0:11:05 | |
In that overhung bit, he and his family sleep. | 0:11:08 | 0:11:13 | |
Across the hills | 0:11:14 | 0:11:17 | |
The borders of Wales are quiet... | 0:11:17 | 0:11:19 | |
And over everybody is the King. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:24 | |
Compton Wynyates in Warwickshire. | 0:11:25 | 0:11:29 | |
It was rebuilt by Sir William Compton, | 0:11:29 | 0:11:32 | |
First Gentleman of the Bedchamber and favourite of the King. | 0:11:32 | 0:11:37 | |
He dedicated that porch to "My lord, King Henry VIII". | 0:11:37 | 0:11:42 | |
Yet if His Majesty, our sovereign lord | 0:11:43 | 0:11:48 | |
Should of his own accord | 0:11:48 | 0:11:50 | |
Friendly himself invite | 0:11:50 | 0:11:53 | |
And say I'll be your guest tomorrow night | 0:11:53 | 0:11:56 | |
How should we stir ourselves | 0:11:56 | 0:11:59 | |
Call and command all hands to work! | 0:11:59 | 0:12:02 | |
"Let no man idle stand." | 0:12:02 | 0:12:04 | |
Compton hid his house in a Warwickshire hollow, | 0:12:08 | 0:12:12 | |
to be out of the weather and not to hide from enemies. | 0:12:12 | 0:12:17 | |
Thomas Wolsey, a mightier man, Cardinal of England, | 0:12:17 | 0:12:23 | |
built his palace at Hampton. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:25 | |
Set me fine Spanish tables in the hall | 0:12:30 | 0:12:34 | |
See they be fitted all | 0:12:34 | 0:12:36 | |
Let there be room to eat | 0:12:36 | 0:12:38 | |
And order taken that there want no meat. | 0:12:38 | 0:12:42 | |
See every sconce and candlestick made bright | 0:12:42 | 0:12:46 | |
That without tapers they may give a light | 0:12:46 | 0:12:50 | |
Thus, if a king were coming, would we do | 0:12:50 | 0:12:53 | |
And 'twere good reason too | 0:12:53 | 0:12:56 | |
For 'tis a duteous thing | 0:12:56 | 0:12:58 | |
To show all honour | 0:12:58 | 0:13:00 | |
To an earthly king. | 0:13:00 | 0:13:01 | |
It was not enough for Henry VIII, | 0:13:02 | 0:13:05 | |
who deposed Wolsey | 0:13:05 | 0:13:07 | |
and took the palace for himself. | 0:13:07 | 0:13:09 | |
The rich Elizabethans built to please themselves. | 0:13:17 | 0:13:22 | |
Longleat in Wiltshire. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:25 | |
Longleat isn't a castle except in its square plan. | 0:13:25 | 0:13:30 | |
Look - its outside walls are mostly glass and stone. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:35 | |
The formal gardens are patterned | 0:13:42 | 0:13:45 | |
like tapestries that hang on the gallery walls inside. | 0:13:45 | 0:13:50 | |
And on the roof, | 0:13:52 | 0:13:54 | |
the rediscovered gods and goddesses of Ancient Rome, | 0:13:54 | 0:13:58 | |
Elizabethan fancy carved again. | 0:13:58 | 0:14:01 | |
Pleasure on the roof... | 0:14:30 | 0:14:32 | |
Pleasure in the garden... | 0:14:34 | 0:14:36 | |
Pleasure in the park... | 0:14:38 | 0:14:39 | |
Mythical beasts from the tapestries | 0:14:42 | 0:14:45 | |
Inhabit the waters and woods | 0:14:45 | 0:14:48 | |
Cars one pound | 0:14:48 | 0:14:51 | |
With children free, no dogs. | 0:14:51 | 0:14:54 | |
Harlaxton Manor, near Grantham, Lincolnshire, | 0:15:37 | 0:15:42 | |
the grandest Elizabethan house of all. | 0:15:42 | 0:15:45 | |
But look at the date - | 0:16:06 | 0:16:08 | |
1837. | 0:16:08 | 0:16:10 | |
Victorian-Elizabethan. | 0:16:12 | 0:16:14 | |
But just as genuine-looking as the real thing | 0:16:15 | 0:16:18 | |
and, I think, as impressive. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:21 | |
This was about the last time | 0:16:29 | 0:16:32 | |
that a private, un-ennobled citizen, | 0:16:32 | 0:16:35 | |
Mr George Gregory, a landowner, | 0:16:35 | 0:16:38 | |
would be rich enough to build himself a palace. | 0:16:38 | 0:16:42 | |
He and his architect Salvin | 0:16:43 | 0:16:46 | |
were inspired by the Elizabethans... | 0:16:46 | 0:16:48 | |
..to earlier ages, | 0:16:51 | 0:16:53 | |
earlier inspiration. | 0:16:53 | 0:16:55 | |
Stay traveller! | 0:17:09 | 0:17:12 | |
With no irreverent haste | 0:17:12 | 0:17:14 | |
Approach the mansion of a man of taste | 0:17:14 | 0:17:18 | |
Hail Castle Howard! | 0:17:18 | 0:17:20 | |
Hail Vanbrugh's noble dome | 0:17:20 | 0:17:24 | |
Where Yorkshire in her splendour rivals Rome... | 0:17:24 | 0:17:28 | |
Here the proud footman to the butler bows | 0:17:34 | 0:17:39 | |
But kisses Lucy when she milks the cows | 0:17:39 | 0:17:43 | |
Here the proud butler on the steward waits | 0:17:43 | 0:17:47 | |
But shares his mistress at the castle gates | 0:17:47 | 0:17:51 | |
Here fifty damsels list my lady's bells | 0:17:51 | 0:17:56 | |
And a whole parish in one mansion dwells... | 0:17:56 | 0:18:00 | |
Chef, housekeeper, and humblest houseboy | 0:18:02 | 0:18:07 | |
All in due gradation of the servants' hall | 0:18:07 | 0:18:12 | |
Dependent on the slightest frown or smile | 0:18:12 | 0:18:17 | |
Of him who holds the Earldom of Carlisle... | 0:18:17 | 0:18:21 | |
But what are wealth and pomp of worldly state? | 0:18:34 | 0:18:40 | |
To yonder mausoleum soon or late | 0:18:40 | 0:18:45 | |
Up those broad steps | 0:18:45 | 0:18:47 | |
Will go great Howard's dust | 0:18:47 | 0:18:51 | |
A journey no man makes | 0:18:51 | 0:18:54 | |
Before he must. | 0:18:54 | 0:18:56 | |
By now, the garden becomes more than a tapestry. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:38 | |
It's a place to walk in when the weather's fair. | 0:19:38 | 0:19:42 | |
The ingenious Monsieur Grillet in 1694, | 0:19:43 | 0:19:47 | |
at Chatsworth in Derbyshire, | 0:19:47 | 0:19:50 | |
with the aid of the first Duke of Devonshire, | 0:19:50 | 0:19:53 | |
turned the garden there | 0:19:53 | 0:19:55 | |
into something as remarkable as the house. | 0:19:55 | 0:19:58 | |
High on the moors was stored the water. | 0:20:03 | 0:20:07 | |
And he trained it to cascade downhill, | 0:20:08 | 0:20:12 | |
through planted woodlands... | 0:20:12 | 0:20:16 | |
..down to lesser ponds, | 0:20:17 | 0:20:20 | |
and thence to burst from a temple. | 0:20:20 | 0:20:23 | |
Step by step, | 0:20:23 | 0:20:25 | |
formal and straight, | 0:20:25 | 0:20:27 | |
it charged with rushing force | 0:20:27 | 0:20:30 | |
and burst as fountains in the vale below. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:34 | |
High to the heavens | 0:21:10 | 0:21:12 | |
Behold the silvery shower | 0:21:12 | 0:21:15 | |
A dancing tribute | 0:21:15 | 0:21:17 | |
To hydraulic power. | 0:21:17 | 0:21:19 | |
Big houses set the pattern. | 0:21:26 | 0:21:28 | |
First, formality was all the rage - | 0:21:28 | 0:21:32 | |
from the garden front at Melbourne Hall in Derbyshire, | 0:21:32 | 0:21:37 | |
windows looked out to straight and formal lines, | 0:21:37 | 0:21:42 | |
a vista made of shrubs and ordered beds. | 0:21:42 | 0:21:46 | |
The fashion had come from France. | 0:21:46 | 0:21:49 | |
Here at some fountain's sliding foot | 0:21:57 | 0:22:01 | |
Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root | 0:22:01 | 0:22:04 | |
Casting the body's vest aside | 0:22:04 | 0:22:07 | |
My soul into the boughs doth glide... | 0:22:07 | 0:22:10 | |
How could such sweet and wholesome hours | 0:22:11 | 0:22:15 | |
Be reckon'd but with herbs and flow'rs? | 0:22:15 | 0:22:18 | |
Belton, Lincolnshire. | 0:22:20 | 0:22:22 | |
Formal on this side... | 0:22:26 | 0:22:28 | |
..and conscious wildness in the park beyond. | 0:22:29 | 0:22:33 | |
Too much formality? | 0:22:36 | 0:22:37 | |
"Nature abhors a straight line," | 0:22:39 | 0:22:42 | |
said the 18th-century landscape gardener Capability Brown. | 0:22:42 | 0:22:47 | |
"I will make the Thames look like a small stream." | 0:22:49 | 0:22:53 | |
And so he did, | 0:22:57 | 0:22:59 | |
when he dammed the little River Glyme in a Cotswold valley | 0:22:59 | 0:23:03 | |
and turned it into a mighty winding lake | 0:23:03 | 0:23:06 | |
at Blenheim, Oxfordshire. | 0:23:06 | 0:23:08 | |
It was given by the grateful nation to the Duke of Marlborough | 0:23:44 | 0:23:48 | |
for his victories over the French in 1704. | 0:23:48 | 0:23:53 | |
As for Vanbrugh's splendid palace, | 0:24:15 | 0:24:19 | |
I think of the lines of Alexander Pope. | 0:24:19 | 0:24:21 | |
Thanks, sir, I cried | 0:24:22 | 0:24:24 | |
'Tis very fine | 0:24:24 | 0:24:26 | |
But where d'ye sleep | 0:24:26 | 0:24:27 | |
And where d'ye dine? | 0:24:27 | 0:24:29 | |
I find by all you have been telling | 0:24:29 | 0:24:32 | |
That 'tis a house but not a dwelling. | 0:24:32 | 0:24:35 | |
A country house is nothing without its setting. | 0:24:40 | 0:24:44 | |
In later Georgian days, | 0:24:44 | 0:24:47 | |
that setting had to be wild or changed to look wild. | 0:24:47 | 0:24:52 | |
"Nature abhors a straight line." | 0:24:52 | 0:24:55 | |
Curve of land and curve of groups of trees, | 0:24:57 | 0:25:02 | |
curves on the surface of a landscaped lake | 0:25:02 | 0:25:05 | |
in Bedfordshire, Woburn. | 0:25:05 | 0:25:08 | |
JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYS | 0:25:08 | 0:25:10 | |
MAJESTIC MUSIC PLAYS | 0:26:21 | 0:26:22 | |
The sun shines out, | 0:26:35 | 0:26:38 | |
no Mediterranean sun, | 0:26:38 | 0:26:41 | |
for this is Stourhead | 0:26:41 | 0:26:43 | |
where a chalky vale planted with trees | 0:26:43 | 0:26:46 | |
is turned into a scene | 0:26:46 | 0:26:48 | |
of temples, bridges, obelisks and rocks, | 0:26:48 | 0:26:52 | |
commanded by the 18th century taste | 0:26:52 | 0:26:55 | |
of a rich London banker, Henry Hoare. | 0:26:55 | 0:26:58 | |
Instead of Claude or Poussin on his walls | 0:27:02 | 0:27:06 | |
showing a ruin dark against the light, | 0:27:06 | 0:27:09 | |
his garden walks became his gallery, | 0:27:09 | 0:27:13 | |
the Temple of the Sun, | 0:27:13 | 0:27:15 | |
the Pantheon, | 0:27:15 | 0:27:17 | |
reflected in the water, seen through trees... | 0:27:17 | 0:27:20 | |
..a Wiltshire valley | 0:27:30 | 0:27:32 | |
changed to Italy. | 0:27:32 | 0:27:34 | |
On the shores of North Wales, overlooking Cardigan Bay, | 0:27:47 | 0:27:53 | |
what fair Mediterranean port is this | 0:27:53 | 0:27:56 | |
that stumbles to the sea? | 0:27:56 | 0:27:58 | |
The port of Merioneth - | 0:28:08 | 0:28:11 | |
Portmeirion. | 0:28:11 | 0:28:12 | |
It's the work of a living architect, Clough Williams-Ellis, | 0:28:33 | 0:28:38 | |
who has brought Italy and English eye-catchers to his native Wales... | 0:28:38 | 0:28:44 | |
..an architectural antique shop | 0:28:45 | 0:28:48 | |
of the open air. | 0:28:48 | 0:28:50 | |
The charms deliberately plaster deep, | 0:29:23 | 0:29:26 | |
colours are shown up by the grey Welsh skies... | 0:29:26 | 0:29:31 | |
..yet it looks no more strange or out of place | 0:29:39 | 0:29:43 | |
than must another such Italian dream have looked two centuries ago | 0:29:43 | 0:29:49 | |
when first it rose - | 0:29:49 | 0:29:51 | |
this... | 0:29:51 | 0:29:52 | |
..Chiswick House, | 0:30:13 | 0:30:16 | |
an Italian villa from the banks of the Veneto... | 0:30:16 | 0:30:20 | |
..built by Lord Burlington and his architect William Kent, | 0:30:35 | 0:30:39 | |
copying much-admired Palladio | 0:30:39 | 0:30:43 | |
in what was orchard land of Middlesex. | 0:30:43 | 0:30:45 | |
Country houses joined together | 0:31:01 | 0:31:05 | |
to make the Royal Crescent, Bath, | 0:31:05 | 0:31:08 | |
ancient Rome in Somerset, | 0:31:08 | 0:31:11 | |
built in the mid-18th century by a father and son, | 0:31:11 | 0:31:15 | |
both called John Wood. | 0:31:15 | 0:31:17 | |
The Royal Crescent was a good address. | 0:31:17 | 0:31:21 | |
Facade only, | 0:31:21 | 0:31:23 | |
you built your rooms behind, as many as you could. | 0:31:23 | 0:31:26 | |
It didn't matter about the back. The front counted. | 0:31:26 | 0:31:29 | |
You and your family had to be in Bath for the season, | 0:31:29 | 0:31:33 | |
to attend assemblies and routs, | 0:31:33 | 0:31:36 | |
to take the waters and fall in love, | 0:31:36 | 0:31:39 | |
when the city of Bath was as smart as London... | 0:31:39 | 0:31:43 | |
..but all for a season, only a season. | 0:31:44 | 0:31:48 | |
Facades, facades, along the Somerset hills. | 0:31:48 | 0:31:54 | |
And the smartest of all was the circus. | 0:31:54 | 0:31:57 | |
Bath led... | 0:32:06 | 0:32:07 | |
..but Bath seems to me to be | 0:32:09 | 0:32:12 | |
in the crater of an extinct volcano. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:16 | |
I prefer a part of Bristol that copied Bath - | 0:32:16 | 0:32:20 | |
Clifton. | 0:32:20 | 0:32:21 | |
High up on the downs, | 0:32:24 | 0:32:27 | |
built in the 1790s, | 0:32:27 | 0:32:30 | |
a place to live in, not just to stay in for a season. | 0:32:30 | 0:32:34 | |
Where East India men returned from voyages. | 0:32:35 | 0:32:39 | |
In some of the vaults below these Clifton terraces and crescents | 0:32:40 | 0:32:44 | |
that hang above the Avon Gorge, | 0:32:44 | 0:32:47 | |
the Bristol merchants stored their pipes of port. | 0:32:47 | 0:32:51 | |
Bristol, the second city of England... | 0:32:52 | 0:32:56 | |
..Clifton, the fairest suburb of the West... | 0:32:59 | 0:33:03 | |
..Brunel's Suspension Bridge | 0:33:08 | 0:33:11 | |
poised like an insect across the Gorge. | 0:33:11 | 0:33:15 | |
And there along the Gorge, | 0:33:38 | 0:33:41 | |
the Avon winds by woods to Severn sea. | 0:33:41 | 0:33:45 | |
Seaside brings out the best in all of us. | 0:34:04 | 0:34:08 | |
When England left her inland spas for sea, | 0:34:08 | 0:34:12 | |
following royal fashion, | 0:34:12 | 0:34:14 | |
not able to travel to Europe because of the wars with Napoleon, | 0:34:14 | 0:34:20 | |
Brighton became what still it is - | 0:34:20 | 0:34:23 | |
the best-looking seaside resort we've got. | 0:34:23 | 0:34:26 | |
Those cheerful stucco squares and promenades, | 0:34:37 | 0:34:41 | |
those winding paths, romantic clumps of shrub, | 0:34:41 | 0:34:47 | |
all in the curving Georgian landscape style... | 0:34:47 | 0:34:52 | |
..an intended contrast with straight seaside fronts. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:59 | |
They were all the work of speculative builders | 0:35:16 | 0:35:20 | |
before spec building got its dirty name, | 0:35:20 | 0:35:23 | |
spec building of the Thirties - 1830s. | 0:35:23 | 0:35:27 | |
The pleasure-loving Regent, George IV, | 0:35:36 | 0:35:40 | |
liked Brighton better than his palaces. | 0:35:40 | 0:35:43 | |
His favourite architect, John Nash, | 0:35:43 | 0:35:47 | |
built for the king at Brighton an Oriental pavilion. | 0:35:47 | 0:35:51 | |
"It's as though St Paul's | 0:35:51 | 0:35:54 | |
"had gone down to the sea and pupped," | 0:35:54 | 0:35:56 | |
said the Reverend Sydney Smith. | 0:35:56 | 0:35:59 | |
Outside Bristol, | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
John Nash tried the cottage style with Blaise Hamlet, | 0:36:02 | 0:36:08 | |
a model village on the big estate of Blaise Castle, | 0:36:08 | 0:36:14 | |
so designed that every step you take when on the ground | 0:36:14 | 0:36:19 | |
gives another subject for a watercolour. | 0:36:19 | 0:36:22 | |
On the great estate of Chatsworth, | 0:36:34 | 0:36:38 | |
the sixth Duke of Devonshire in the 1830s | 0:36:38 | 0:36:42 | |
wanted to improve the rolling vistas of his park - | 0:36:42 | 0:36:47 | |
and glorious those rolling vistas are. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:50 | |
He was a sovereign lord in his domain. | 0:36:58 | 0:37:01 | |
He cleared away the old village that spoiled the view | 0:37:01 | 0:37:05 | |
and only left a single house of it. | 0:37:05 | 0:37:08 | |
But he built for his tenants | 0:37:15 | 0:37:18 | |
a better-looking village further up the hill, | 0:37:18 | 0:37:22 | |
a model village done in various styles, | 0:37:22 | 0:37:26 | |
spelt "Edensor" and pronounced "Ensa". | 0:37:26 | 0:37:31 | |
And I can't see why this sort of thing | 0:37:31 | 0:37:33 | |
is any more inhuman | 0:37:33 | 0:37:35 | |
than what a council does today. | 0:37:35 | 0:37:37 | |
And in the Sixties, in the midst of it, | 0:37:42 | 0:37:46 | |
Sir Gilbert Scott rebuilt the village church - | 0:37:46 | 0:37:50 | |
uncompromising middle-pointed Gothic. | 0:37:50 | 0:37:54 | |
And so's North Oxford. | 0:37:56 | 0:37:59 | |
Cradle of individualism, | 0:37:59 | 0:38:02 | |
where professors, | 0:38:02 | 0:38:03 | |
freed at last from the university statutes | 0:38:03 | 0:38:07 | |
which forbade them to marry, | 0:38:07 | 0:38:09 | |
bred families of first-class brains in all that gabled brick. | 0:38:09 | 0:38:16 | |
So many rectories | 0:38:16 | 0:38:18 | |
and not too close together. | 0:38:18 | 0:38:21 | |
Each house is slightly different from its neighbour, | 0:38:21 | 0:38:25 | |
a pleasant place of wide and shady roads - | 0:38:25 | 0:38:29 | |
humane, High Church and liberal. | 0:38:29 | 0:38:33 | |
It gave birth | 0:38:34 | 0:38:36 | |
to these - swim-pool suburbs, | 0:38:36 | 0:38:41 | |
far from industry. | 0:38:41 | 0:38:43 | |
The sort of house that everybody wants, | 0:38:43 | 0:38:47 | |
an acre and a garden and no cow - | 0:38:47 | 0:38:51 | |
the Keston Park Estate, near Bromley, Kent. | 0:38:51 | 0:38:56 | |
"We'll house our workers | 0:39:17 | 0:39:20 | |
"not in flats but farms | 0:39:20 | 0:39:23 | |
"and cottages their forebears might've lived in." | 0:39:23 | 0:39:26 | |
So thought the Lever brothers, who made soap | 0:39:26 | 0:39:30 | |
and built Port Sunlight outside Birkenhead, | 0:39:30 | 0:39:33 | |
a protest against northern back-to-backs. | 0:39:33 | 0:39:37 | |
They housed their workers in the Eighties here. | 0:39:45 | 0:39:49 | |
This was a very early garden village, | 0:39:49 | 0:39:52 | |
with each house different. | 0:39:52 | 0:39:55 | |
Work of each for weal of all | 0:39:58 | 0:40:01 | |
and the Nonconformist conscience turned to Art. | 0:40:01 | 0:40:05 | |
New Anzac-on-Sea, just after the First World War. | 0:41:02 | 0:41:08 | |
Eventually they called it "Peacehaven", | 0:41:08 | 0:41:11 | |
a garden suburb on the Sussex coast. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:15 | |
We were told to laugh at it in days gone by | 0:41:29 | 0:41:32 | |
as a dreadful example of urban sprawl and bungaloid | 0:41:32 | 0:41:35 | |
and all that sort of thing. | 0:41:35 | 0:41:37 | |
But there, you could still call your home your own | 0:41:44 | 0:41:49 | |
and plant your garden with the plants you choose. | 0:41:49 | 0:41:54 | |
The down-land air is laced with the scent of sea, | 0:41:54 | 0:41:59 | |
your house detached. | 0:41:59 | 0:42:02 | |
Others mayn't like it but it's what you like. | 0:42:02 | 0:42:05 | |
Harlow in Essex, | 0:42:22 | 0:42:25 | |
just after the Second World War, | 0:42:25 | 0:42:28 | |
a new new town. | 0:42:28 | 0:42:31 | |
And as the guidebook says, | 0:42:31 | 0:42:33 | |
"You've come to live in a newly-developed area of Harlow | 0:42:33 | 0:42:38 | |
"which incorporates the most up-to-date ideas and layout." | 0:42:38 | 0:42:42 | |
Indeed it does, | 0:42:42 | 0:42:44 | |
with sports facilities, pubs, | 0:42:44 | 0:42:48 | |
community centres, play areas and shopping precincts | 0:42:48 | 0:42:52 | |
and a string quartet | 0:42:52 | 0:42:55 | |
and public works of art and public woods and a church | 0:42:55 | 0:43:01 | |
and houses designed by the corporation architects, | 0:43:01 | 0:43:05 | |
privately owned or rented from the town. | 0:43:05 | 0:43:09 | |
Do you think this is the way we ought to live? | 0:43:09 | 0:43:12 | |
Perhaps we should and do as we are told. | 0:43:12 | 0:43:16 | |
Or do you prefer to live a country life | 0:43:33 | 0:43:36 | |
with built-in urban joy? | 0:43:36 | 0:43:38 | |
If you're in plastics, or an account executive, | 0:43:40 | 0:43:44 | |
handling quality consumer durables... | 0:43:44 | 0:43:46 | |
..for the foreseeable future | 0:43:48 | 0:43:50 | |
New Ash Green, | 0:43:50 | 0:43:52 | |
a neighbourhood unit development in Kent, | 0:43:52 | 0:43:55 | |
is maybe what you need. | 0:43:55 | 0:43:57 | |
The terrace houses with car courts, | 0:44:00 | 0:44:04 | |
patios, and no loneliness | 0:44:04 | 0:44:07 | |
can be obtained from about 6,000 each. | 0:44:07 | 0:44:11 | |
A dream for some, for others, this is home. | 0:44:14 | 0:44:19 | |
In Dockland, | 0:44:28 | 0:44:30 | |
Germans bombed the little streets, | 0:44:30 | 0:44:33 | |
which had been homes for thousands. | 0:44:33 | 0:44:35 | |
After that, partly to keep the rates up, | 0:44:35 | 0:44:39 | |
partly to get as many as possible into a minimum space, | 0:44:39 | 0:44:44 | |
out of the devastation, slabs arose. | 0:44:44 | 0:44:48 | |
Sometimes they called them towers, | 0:44:53 | 0:44:57 | |
and these replaced the liveliness of streets. | 0:44:57 | 0:45:01 | |
Now new high densities in open space, | 0:45:03 | 0:45:07 | |
high rise and low rise, towers and terraces. | 0:45:07 | 0:45:11 | |
The planners did their best. | 0:45:13 | 0:45:15 | |
Oh, yes, they gave it all a lot of thought, | 0:45:16 | 0:45:20 | |
putting in trees | 0:45:20 | 0:45:21 | |
and keeping grassy rinds | 0:45:21 | 0:45:24 | |
and splendid views across to Richmond Park, | 0:45:24 | 0:45:27 | |
and landscaped streets, | 0:45:27 | 0:45:29 | |
and abstract sculpture. | 0:45:29 | 0:45:32 | |
Oh, Roehampton won the prizes! | 0:45:32 | 0:45:35 | |
It was all so well laid out. | 0:45:35 | 0:45:37 | |
Just so much space from one block to the next, | 0:45:47 | 0:45:52 | |
perhaps this IS the way we ought to live? | 0:45:52 | 0:45:56 | |
DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS | 0:45:56 | 0:45:58 | |
But where can be the heart | 0:46:08 | 0:46:10 | |
That sends a family | 0:46:10 | 0:46:12 | |
to the 20th floor | 0:46:12 | 0:46:14 | |
In such a slab as this? | 0:46:14 | 0:46:16 | |
It can't be right | 0:46:27 | 0:46:29 | |
however fine the view | 0:46:29 | 0:46:30 | |
Over to Greenwich | 0:46:30 | 0:46:32 | |
And the Isle of Dogs | 0:46:32 | 0:46:33 | |
It can't be right | 0:46:33 | 0:46:35 | |
Caged halfway up the sky | 0:46:35 | 0:46:37 | |
Not knowing your neighbour | 0:46:37 | 0:46:39 | |
Frightened of the lift | 0:46:39 | 0:46:41 | |
And who'll be in it | 0:46:41 | 0:46:42 | |
And who's down below... | 0:46:42 | 0:46:44 | |
And are the children safe? | 0:46:45 | 0:46:47 | |
CHILDREN SHOUT PLAYFULLY | 0:46:47 | 0:46:49 | |
What is housing if it's not a home? | 0:47:02 | 0:47:05 | |
Thamesmead is to be built on Plumstead Marsh. | 0:47:10 | 0:47:14 | |
Another town... | 0:47:15 | 0:47:16 | |
..how human will it be? | 0:47:18 | 0:47:19 | |
New towns, new housing estates, | 0:47:36 | 0:47:39 | |
new homes, new streets, | 0:47:39 | 0:47:42 | |
new neighbours, new standards of living, | 0:47:42 | 0:47:45 | |
new financial commitments, new jobs, | 0:47:45 | 0:47:48 | |
new schools, new shops, | 0:47:48 | 0:47:52 | |
new loneliness, new restlessness, | 0:47:52 | 0:47:55 | |
new pressures, new tension. | 0:47:55 | 0:47:58 | |
And people... | 0:47:59 | 0:48:00 | |
..people who have to cope with all this newness, | 0:48:01 | 0:48:06 | |
people who cannot afford old irrelevancies, | 0:48:06 | 0:48:10 | |
people who have to find a God | 0:48:10 | 0:48:14 | |
who fits in. | 0:48:14 | 0:48:16 |