It has
been confirmed that it really was Richard III under that car park in
Leicester. This is a real momentous day; a definitive piece of
history putting a 500 year old mystery to rest.
I was
looking forward to Channel 4's hour and a half long documentary on
the subject. I thought we'd get lashing of history and lashing of the
science proving who this skeleton was. Instead we got the Philippa
Langley show. She is a member of the Richard III Society, an
eccentric bunch at times.
Now to
give Philippa her dues she was the driving force behind the dig in
the car park. It was thanks to her tenacity that the discoveries were
made. My problem comes with the documentary. To me it felt a bit too
light on fact and heavy on her “journey”. She came across as much
too emotionally attached to Richard III, I mean obsessively so. It
was quite unsettling.
I know
that it's a bit rich for a writer to complain about someone obsessing
over something. We are a notoriously compulsive breed. Philippa
Langley, though, takes the biscuit and the packet, and the entire
biscuit factory.
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