Alex:
"he always struck me as a bit of a walking Hovis ad, painting this idealised picture of the Industrial Revolution etc ( " those lovely old machines " ) without ever acknowledging the grim social conditions that went hand in hand, apparently."
We don't need Dibnah to tell us that everyone lived in a shoebox and died of TB fifty times a day, do we? Everyone knows that, it's a given. Taken as read. A comforting certainty. It was part of the appeal of his progs that he didn't bung in the obligatory disclaimers. "Now, before you all pack up and go and live in the 19th Century..." *
It is true that he failed to adopt a mancunian accent, an ironic trucker cap and a mocking approach, but Dibnah still never struck me as the misty-eyed romantic sort, selling a vision. He was an enthusiast, with hands-on experience of many of the things he talked about. I reckon if he had an agenda it wasn't "let's go back to Victorialand", it was "let's preserve these amazing artefacts".
Now that Derek Thingummy, he's a miserable old sod.
* Thinking about it, I'm not sure that he didn't ever mention the grim social conditions - I'm sure there was a lengthy bit about the hideousness of working in a cotton mill on one of his progs. He was certainly very keen to explain how bloody dangerous things were, and it's thanks to Dibnah that I will do everything I can to dissuade my son from working with massive, coal-fired boilers. |