The disposition of the case of Mr. Smallcoal is a splendid example of the Victorian approach to dealing with any unpleasantness: Let's pretend it didn't happen, and carry on. Another wonderful journey, Allan!
Wow, this tale of Mr. Smallcoal demonstrates that people who engage in such macabre acts is nothing new. Thank you Alan. A very well researched and presented video.
This reminds me of the story of King Henry IV of France's head being rediscovered in 2010 after a french pensionner informed historians about his owning a mumified head. Quite a fascinating story.
The Chapel of St Peter ad Vincula I think would be well worth a video! As Thomas Babington Macaulay wrote in his History of England, in 1848: 'In truth there is no sadder spot on the earth than that little cemetery. Death is there associated, not, as in Westminster Abbey and Saint Paul's, with genius and virtue, with public veneration and with imperishable renown; not, as in our humblest churches and churchyards, with everything that is most endearing in social and domestic charities; but with whatever is darkest in human nature and in human destiny, with the savage triumph of implacable enemies, with the inconstancy, the ingratitude, the cowardice of friends, with all the miseries of fallen greatness and of blighted fame. Thither have been carried, through successive ages, by the rude hands of gaolers, without one mourner following, the bleeding relics of men who had been the captains of armies, the leaders of parties, the oracles of senates, and the ornaments of courts.'
When I was growing up in Leicester Allan, we would often visit Bradgate Park in Leicestershire. The birthplace of Lady Jane Grey is in the park, semi ruined, but open to the public sometimes. Apparently it's one of the earliest brick built houses in England. Bradgate Park is a beautiful place to visit, deer herds roaming around, shallow river running through it, and a folly called Old John that resembles an upturned mug on top of a hill. Old John can be seen from Leicester, about seven miles away. I remember being told that when Queen Jane was executed her father had the tops of the trees in the park removed.
I thought I was the only one who read Bell’s Unknown London. And this of course was my favorite essay in it, along with the Oranges and Lemons essay. I’m so glad Mr. Bell is not forgotten.
A mummified head allegedly belonging to Louis XIV's grandfather Henri IV turned up in a box in an attic belonging to a retired tax inspector about 15 years ago. The French royal tombs were ransacked by revolutionaries in the 1790's, but Henri had a reputation as a fair and decent ruler, so the argument was that someone had saved his head from being abused and hid it. One group of scientists that tested it claimed it was definitely Henri, but another group that tested it a few years later said it definitely wasn't. The disputed appendage was languishing in a Paris bank vault last thing I heard about it.
Thanks for another fascinating tiny slice of history. I love the contemporary illustrations like the one of Tower Hill, all those hundreds of people all exactly the same height and dressed all alike!
One more fascinating video/story to add to a long list of such, Allan. Thank you! It is intriguing how these tales begin and then become elaborated upon. It takes someone with a keen sense of the history of a place to get to come up with a very plausible explanation for these tales. I very much appreciate your work, thank you!
All hail Dr Allan 😊 i have heard this tale before, but not in such a way, as is expected of your channel 🎉🎉 thank you and how lucky we are, us subscribers ❤❤
Allan, thank you for taking me along for the ride. I learn so much more about English history i wish i was there to explore more of my roots 🇬🇧🏴🏴🇺🇸
And when you think you've heard it all...I did know that coffins where being recycled for money but using them as floorboards? Let alone the dismembering of corpses? Really interesting video Allan. Thank you
I have no idea. The placename comes from the religious order the Poor Clares or Minoresses, the female version of the Friars Minor, the Franciscans. So, I was taking my cue from that. I haven't knowingly heard anyone, except myself, attempt to pronounce it in my 47 years, including a number of years living in London!
The Chapel of St Peter ad Vincula I think would be well worth a video! As Thomas Babington Macaulay wrote in his History of England, in 1848: 'In truth there is no sadder spot on the earth than that little cemetery. Death is there associated, not, as in Westminster Abbey and Saint Paul's, with genius and virtue, with public veneration and with imperishable renown; not, as in our humblest churches and churchyards, with everything that is most endearing in social and domestic charities; but with whatever is darkest in human nature and in human destiny, with the savage triumph of implacable enemies, with the inconstancy, the ingratitude, the cowardice of friends, with all the miseries of fallen greatness and of blighted fame. Thither have been carried, through successive ages, by the rude hands of gaolers, without one mourner following, the bleeding relics of men who had been the captains of armies, the leaders of parties, the oracles of senates, and the ornaments of courts.'
Your work is head and shoulders above the rest, Allan!
I'll get my coat. And head off.
Very good
What's that up in the road, a head?
😂😂 I missed this until now!
Get a move on! Chop Chop!
The disposition of the case of Mr. Smallcoal is a splendid example of the Victorian approach to dealing with any unpleasantness: Let's pretend it didn't happen, and carry on. Another wonderful journey, Allan!
Wow, this tale of Mr. Smallcoal demonstrates that people who engage in such macabre acts is nothing new. Thank you Alan. A very well researched and presented video.
Biscuit tins have so many uses! I just keep buttons in mine.
I keep a forgery of ze painting of ze follin Madonna wif ze beeg boobees in mine.
I have some of my grannies tins ❤
This reminds me of the story of King Henry IV of France's head being rediscovered in 2010 after a french pensionner informed historians about his owning a mumified head. Quite a fascinating story.
The Chapel of St Peter ad Vincula I think would be well worth a video! As Thomas Babington Macaulay wrote in his History of England, in 1848:
'In truth there is no sadder spot on the earth than that little cemetery. Death is there associated, not, as in Westminster Abbey and Saint Paul's, with genius and virtue, with public veneration and with imperishable renown; not, as in our humblest churches and churchyards, with everything that is most endearing in social and domestic charities; but with whatever is darkest in human nature and in human destiny, with the savage triumph of implacable enemies, with the inconstancy, the ingratitude, the cowardice of friends, with all the miseries of fallen greatness and of blighted fame. Thither have been carried, through successive ages, by the rude hands of gaolers, without one mourner following, the bleeding relics of men who had been the captains of armies, the leaders of parties, the oracles of senates, and the ornaments of courts.'
This is why I appreciate your lectures (and support your channel): your videos are always detailed, informative and engagingly presented.
Oddly, delightfully grotesque!
Great job once again!
Glad you appreciated it!
When I was growing up in Leicester Allan, we would often visit Bradgate Park in Leicestershire. The birthplace of Lady Jane Grey is in the park, semi ruined, but open to the public sometimes. Apparently it's one of the earliest brick built houses in England.
Bradgate Park is a beautiful place to visit, deer herds roaming around, shallow river running through it, and a folly called Old John that resembles an upturned mug on top of a hill. Old John can be seen from Leicester, about seven miles away.
I remember being told that when Queen Jane was executed her father had the tops of the trees in the park removed.
I thought I was the only one who read Bell’s Unknown London. And this of course was my favorite essay in it, along with the Oranges and Lemons essay. I’m so glad Mr. Bell is not forgotten.
Fascinating especially him not being sacked.. if burying heads in biscuit tins had been the thing would Louis 14th ? been in a used bourbon tin???
Boom tish! 😆🤣
A mummified head allegedly belonging to Louis XIV's grandfather Henri IV turned up in a box in an attic belonging to a retired tax inspector about 15 years ago. The French royal tombs were ransacked by revolutionaries in the 1790's, but Henri had a reputation as a fair and decent ruler, so the argument was that someone had saved his head from being abused and hid it. One group of scientists that tested it claimed it was definitely Henri, but another group that tested it a few years later said it definitely wasn't. The disputed appendage was languishing in a Paris bank vault last thing I heard about it.
Thank you for this interesting historical story! Martha
Thanks for another fascinating tiny slice of history. I love the contemporary illustrations like the one of Tower Hill, all those hundreds of people all exactly the same height and dressed all alike!
Just sat down for tea and now I've got a cracking video to watch
Hope you enjoyed it!
What an amazing recounting of history!! Thanks Allan!!
A rather gruesome and interesting tale. Thank you!
Glad you appreciated it!
I don't suppose any samples were taken from it during its most recent relocation, that could possibly be carbon-dated and/or DNA tested...?
One more fascinating video/story to add to a long list of such, Allan. Thank you! It is intriguing how these tales begin and then become elaborated upon. It takes someone with a keen sense of the history of a place to get to come up with a very plausible explanation for these tales. I very much appreciate your work, thank you!
Thanks very much, glad you enjoyed it!
You never expect that one day your head could end up in a biscuit tin.
You had me laughing when he said his head was buried in the biscuit tin! Great job I enjoy your research. Keep up the great work!
As with all of your videos, very interesting and informative. For some reason I enoy learning about the people and customs of the past.
Thanks!
Thank you.
You should do a video on the curious case of the head of King Henri IV of France
"Is this the head of a Tudor Duke?" I think if the head has been separated from the body then I think you can safely say it's Tudor🤣🤣🤣🤣
Except it isn’t Tudor, but later - that’s the point of the video!
Sadly, plenty of generations removed people’s heads. This video demonstrstedb
I've always found Jane Grey's story one of the most poignant and tragic stories in British history.
All hail Dr Allan 😊 i have heard this tale before, but not in such a way, as is expected of your channel 🎉🎉 thank you and how lucky we are, us subscribers ❤❤
Thanks very much, glad you enjoyed it!
Allan, thank you for taking me along for the ride. I learn so much more about English history i wish i was there to explore more of my roots 🇬🇧🏴🏴🇺🇸
It’s a privilege to be able both to have access to and to share so widely some real historical and cultural gems!
Halloween came early with this video! 😬
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Thanks for another awesome video. That head sure did get around 😳
Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for watching!
Another wonderful offering, thanks so much.
Glad you enjoyed it!
And when you think you've heard it all...I did know that coffins where being recycled for money but using them as floorboards? Let alone the dismembering of corpses?
Really interesting video Allan. Thank you
😮😮😮❤❤❤ thank you again!!!😊
7:07 the ear doesn’t look like the Dukes ear. I’m not sure what I would prefer. My head left in the biscuit tin or have my head in an iron box? 🗃️
Great research. Incidentally, the area is pronounced 'Minnories', locally.
A really interesting archaic pronunciation from before the great vowel shift in the 17th century.
I was expecting clickbait but this was a very honest and engaging video, subbed.
Glad you appreciated this!
I have that exact same book on my desk. I collect the Unknown County series from the 1920's.
Brilliant vid!
Thanks very much!
Reminds me of Ramesses
I enjoy your content, and will continue to watch your interesting presentations. But I MUST stop watching them while I am eating breakfast...
OOPS! 😬
Oh my word.
Fascinating.
Glad you appreciated this!
The movie title "Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things" is apropos here.💀
thanks for yr resaerch
Glad you’re enjoying my work!
Hey Allan! Isn't the "min" from the word minories pronounced with a short vowel, as in tin?
I have no idea. The placename comes from the religious order the Poor Clares or Minoresses, the female version of the Friars Minor, the Franciscans. So, I was taking my cue from that. I haven't knowingly heard anyone, except myself, attempt to pronounce it in my 47 years, including a number of years living in London!
Amazing vídeo
Thanks!
I have a copy of Bells Unknown London myself
It’s a great little book.
thank heavens I'd finished my dinner before watching this - what a grisly tale
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You know times were hard when someone made a floor from coffin wood! Whatever next? I hope the poor head is left undisturbed now.
Another mummified head??
Is that Harry, Duke of Sussex?
Allan at least it’s not my uncles head lol😂
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One in the I E for the Al Gore Ithm.
[Oddly, spell that correctly and it doesn't like it]
He doesn't look a day over 400.
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Looks like an Egyptian mummy. Maybe a college prank?
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How fabulous!
@@allanbarton i knew none of the answers. How did you do?
@@jldisme 9 out of 12, not too bad. I confused Wastall with Yevele!
@@allanbarton that's an amazing score considering that you hadn't done any revision. Ever considered going on Mastermind?
No, I would be utterly useless when it came to general knowledge. Esoteric knowledge before 1800 - but I would struggle with the rest!
The Chapel of St Peter ad Vincula I think would be well worth a video! As Thomas Babington Macaulay wrote in his History of England, in 1848:
'In truth there is no sadder spot on the earth than that little cemetery. Death is there associated, not, as in Westminster Abbey and Saint Paul's, with genius and virtue, with public veneration and with imperishable renown; not, as in our humblest churches and churchyards, with everything that is most endearing in social and domestic charities; but with whatever is darkest in human nature and in human destiny, with the savage triumph of implacable enemies, with the inconstancy, the ingratitude, the cowardice of friends, with all the miseries of fallen greatness and of blighted fame. Thither have been carried, through successive ages, by the rude hands of gaolers, without one mourner following, the bleeding relics of men who had been the captains of armies, the leaders of parties, the oracles of senates, and the ornaments of courts.'