Au Reservoir
Mapp and Lucia
Two Series
comprising ten episodes
Series 1 1985
Series 2 1986
Granada TV for Channel 4
Cinema Club DVD Region 2
Well now… after years of waiting for a Blu Ray release (which has never happened), I finally revisited (to be fair, for about the fifth time), what is probably my second favourite TV series of all time (lagging just behind The Prisoner), the one and only Mapp And Lucia. Not to be confused with he shoddy BBC remake (which I also plan on rewatching at some point), this was based on the last three novels in a series of six books written in the 20s and 30s by E. F. Benson… the first three novels being Queen Lucia, Miss Mapp and Lucia In London… followed by the full-on crossover novels which are covered by this show, Mapp And Lucia (which comprised series one) and then on to Lucia’s Progress and Trouble For Lucia (which both were adapted for series two).
What can I say… bearing in mind I don’t watch a lot of comedy and I’m also somewhat averse to certain kinds of British period pieces… I saw these back when they first aired and the family was so struck by them that it wasn’t long before we were all visiting the town in which the books were kinda set… in Rye, where Benson lived. In the books the town of Tilling was based on Rye (if memory serves) and the show was shot there. It’s a lovely place and you can see a lot of it in the show. So, of course, while I was down there I bought and read all the books (I need to revisit those now, over 40 years since I last read them) and, also discovered one of the last surviving CD Soundtrack shops left in the country, Backtrack Records.
The show, adapted by Gerald Savory and directed by Donald Machinise, is a work of genius. The first episode shows Miss Emmeline Lucas aka Lucia, played incomparably by Geraldine McEwan and her effeminate best friend Georgie Pelson, played beautifully by Nigel Hawthorne, finishing up business in their home town of Risholme but, there’s a long interlude in the story in this episode to show their house hunting trip to Tilling, where the rest of the show is set. It’s here that we meet all the other regular characters in the show, in their brief overnight stay.
There’s Mistress Map, played ‘perfectly tiresomely’ by the late, great Prunella Scales, who is the rival character in the show (and books) to Lucia and who stole Lucia’s farewell pun catchphrase of “Au Reservoir” in a former book. There’s Godiva (Diva) Plaistow, played by Mary MacLeod, who is a bit of former canon fodder in Mapp’s social circle but now she’s a little more shrewd about things after Lucia comes to town. Then there’s the exquisite performance of Denis Lill as the almost permanently drunken Major Benjy Flint, with his constant shouts of “Quai Hi!”.
Other quirky characters are James Greene as the local padre, who hails from Birmingham but affects a Scottish accent throughout (peppered with Irish sayings in the second series) for his own amusement. There’s Mr. Wise played by Geoffrey Chater, with his little bows to people to punctuate his various bits of dialogue and there’s his wife played by Marion Mathie, who also has her own quirks and foibles.
And then there’s Irene Coles, aka Quaint Irene, who is easily my favourite character, played amazingly by Cecily Hobbs. The queer or bisexual local artist who shocks with her bold canvasses and steals some of the best lines in the show. She’s the saucy one who is obviously besotted by Lucia, once she’s become a resident of Tilling.
And rounding out the regulars are the long suffering servants of Lucia and Mapp. Geraldine Newman as Grovesnor, Ken Kitson as Cadman, Lucinda Gane as Foljambe and Cherry Morris as Withers.
And the comedy is high, right from the word go and, honestly, there’s not a bad performance among the lot of them. It’s like watching very broad but somehow subtle acting as Mapp and Lucia go about their business of oneupmanship against each other. The facial expressions from all of this lot which tells you exactly what they are thinking, whether they’re delivering their hilarious dialogue or just staying silent, is absolutely brilliant. In fact, I’d go as far as to suggest that all of the actors in this one did their finest work here, which is saying something considering the calibre of some of the cast.
And it’s what the British perhaps do best... a wonderful comedy of manners set among the upper classes and the silly shenanigans they get themselves into. With Lucia conquering the social heart of Tilling as Mapp continually tries to sew the seeds of discontent as her own grip on the social circle begins to slip through here fingers. With incidents like the way Lucia managed to get out of a jam which would expose her fake Italian as just that, a fake… or the time when Mapp and Lucia float out on an upturned table during a flood and get lost at sea, presumed dead... and the aftermath of all that. Plus three separate marriages throughout the show and the political pressures these seem to provoke.
If I had one criticism it’s that the second series seems more episodic rather than a single arc and maybe loses a little in the mix. With incidents like the shares and stocks craze, the Roman excavations in Lucia’s gardens, the bicycle craze and the hunt for Lucia’s mayoress, it feels like in that second iteration they don’t spend long enough on each separate thing.... and I suspect this is a symptom of trying to squeeze two books into one series of five episodes at this point. That being said, once you know the characters and exactly how they’ll think in any given situation, both series are an absolute joy to watch and, like I said, it’s my second favourite TV show of all time (and much better than the rebooted BBC mini series of a few decades later… which I guess I’ll have to revisit soon, I suppose).
And that’s me done, for now, with Mapp And Lucia. If you are a fan of British comedy and want to see the absolute best comic performances of a very witty script, then you should definitely try and get hold of the original 1980s series for sure. What a joy but, for now… Au Reservoir!
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Saturday, 27 June 2026
Mapp And Lucia (1985/86)
Thursday, 21 December 2017
Ghosts of Christmas Past
Ghost Writers
Ghosts of Christmas Past
edited by Tim Martin
John Murray Press
ISBN: 978-1473663466
Okay
so... this is the third year I’ve sat down to read something
specifically Christmassy at Christmas. A couple of years ago I read
Mystery In White (reviewed here) and I
enjoyed it so much I thought I’d do a Christmas novel every year. Last
year I thought I’d switch to a horror anthology, Horror For Christmas (reviewed here) but I
wasn’t all that enamoured of it, to tell the truth. So, I thought I’d
give the good old horror tales another go and settled on a different
collection of traditional (and some less traditional) ghost stories with
a Christmas theme, Ghosts of Christmas Past.
My
first warning about going down this route came in the editors preface
which joyfully told me that... “Despite the title, this isn't entirely a
book of Christmas ghost stories.” WTF? Why did I just pay out for a
selection of Christmas ghost stories which, by admission of the
publisher, doesn’t actually fit that description after all. Now, as it
happens, the stories in question do all either take place at Christmas
or, in some, are told to other characters at that particular time of year. So while
I didn’t feel too short-changed by this... well, I guess this was a
less than ideal situation.
Truth
be told, it wouldn’t have bothered me too much as long as this
selection was filled with suitably atmospheric tales of lurking,
seasonal dread. As it happens, though, I rarely found any stories
throughout the book that appealed to me or even challenged me in some
way. Even some of the classic authors who are known for their tales of
ghostly delights, like the first story here - The Story Of A
Disappearance And An Appearance by the remarkable M. R. James - left me
somewhat cold. To be fair, that one is fairly well written and has a
nice atmosphere but just kinda throws everything away very quickly, it
seemed to me (I also, possibly, didn’t understand the end, to be
honest).
This
is followed by Jenn Ashworth’s tale Dinner For One which tries to do
something different but it’s all telegraphed so badly right from the outset
that it really just ends up covering old ground and isn’t that enjoyable
when, after the first few paragraphs, you have figured out the ‘trick’
of the story. I actually am beginning to think the limitations of the
short story format have something to do with this but I’ll come back to
that thought in a future review, maybe.
We
then come to one of the better stories of the selection, The Shadow by
E. Nesbit (known for such works as The Railway Children and The Phoenix
And The Carpet). This, like a few others in the volume, carries on the
tradition of somebody telling a ghost story to others as a framing
device. I actually can’t remember what the heck this one was about (even
though I only read it a couple of weeks ago) but I’ve noted down that
it was a quite good one and... who am I to disagree with myself.
This
Beautiful House by Louis De Bernieres is another story which treads a
tried and tested formula with, really, not much to add to the
proceedings. Any surprises are snuffed out within the first page or so.
The
Leaf Sweeper by Muriel Spark is an interesting piece about the founder
of the fictional Society For The Abolition Of Christmas and the ghost of this man
who haunts his previous life while he is still alive in an asylum. It’s
an interesting curio but, like most of the tales in this volume, it’s
not particularly atmospheric and I would say that it’s very interesting,
rather than in any way chilling... if indeed, that was the brief to the
editor of this collection.
Christmas
Eve On A Haunted Hulk by Frank Cowper is a little nearer the mark in
terms of a slow build atmosphere, as the narrator accidentally traps
himself on a rotting, long abandoned vessel on a country river and is
faced with the prospect of spending the night sheltering from the wind
and rain in the dark. As the ghostly, audible events of a long since
gone atrocity goes on around him, the writer skillfully creates an
atmosphere of, if not dread exactly, the acknowledgement of fear of the
unknown in a sceptical man. Like most here, though, the ending does not
really match up to the build up to it.
The
Step by E. F. Benson, best known for his Lucia books and the two
subsequent Mapp And Lucia TV adaptations based on the last three
novels in that series, is another nicely written, if inconsequential
account of a business villain dogged by the sound of a step following
him home at night. The end of this one is a little incongruous with what
one might expect the limitations of the set up would be but it at least
has a kind of ghastly, 'Hammer Horror' style shock ending which is
something which a few more of the stories in this tome could have done
with, truth be told.
Then
we have The Vanishing House by Bernard Capes. While I would normally
say well done to the writer for writing in a specific dialect (which
unfortunately, in this case, left me slowly piecing together just what the characters were talking about at
times), ultimately this tale seems less about being evocative of a
certain atmosphere and more about... well, I’m not sure what, to be
honest. I certainly had no idea what was going on by the end and I
really didn’t care... the way the characters were expressing themselves
just left me vaguely uninterested the entire way through.
Someone
In The Lift by L. P. Hartley is a bit more interesting but, alas, it’s
another one which gives you the answer to the mystery at its heart from a
very early point in the story and one is left wondering just when the
heck the characters in the piece are going to catch up with what is
really going on. Well written but hardly intriguing, I’m afraid.
Up
next in the volume is The Visiting Star by Robert Aickman but, as soon
as I was a sentence in to that tale I realised I had already read this one in last
year’s Horror For Christmas collection so I skipped it as I don’t remember this one
making too much of a good impression on me.
Then
we have the main reason why I expect many people purchased this
collection...
A quick and alternate reflection on the nature of Santa Claus called Nicholas Was by writer extraordinaire Neil Gaiman. This isn’t, I’m afraid to say, anything like a ghost story and, as the shortest piece here by a long chalk, spread out to seem like it's actually taking up two pages when it could easily take up a half a page if not for the amount of spacing put in it to pad it out. Originally a brief reflection that Gaiman put inside his Christmas cards one year, this is interesting but insubstantial and so not, in my humble opinion, worth the price of the book. If you want to see how many people are out there who feel they’ve been conned by this (bearing in mind Amazon lists Neil Gaiman as being the main author of the book) then you should take a look at the reviews of this collection on the aforementioned site.
A quick and alternate reflection on the nature of Santa Claus called Nicholas Was by writer extraordinaire Neil Gaiman. This isn’t, I’m afraid to say, anything like a ghost story and, as the shortest piece here by a long chalk, spread out to seem like it's actually taking up two pages when it could easily take up a half a page if not for the amount of spacing put in it to pad it out. Originally a brief reflection that Gaiman put inside his Christmas cards one year, this is interesting but insubstantial and so not, in my humble opinion, worth the price of the book. If you want to see how many people are out there who feel they’ve been conned by this (bearing in mind Amazon lists Neil Gaiman as being the main author of the book) then you should take a look at the reviews of this collection on the aforementioned site.
After
that we get The Ghost Of The Blue Chamber by Jerome K. Jerome. This is
quite a funny tale and that’s just what I would expect from the writer
of Three Men In A Boat (To Say Nothing Of The Dog). It’s not in the least
frightening in any way, shape or form but it’s certainly not supposed to
be and it is, at least, somewhat entertaining. I also wasn't aware that a
carol singer, in olden days, was called ‘a wait’ until I’d read this... so I learned something too.
The
Lady And The Fox by Kelly Link is the last tale in this collection and
Tim Martin was right to save this for a finale as it’s easily the most
engaging story of the lot. A powerful tale of love across the ages with
hardly anything spelled out to the reader to bring a shot of reason to proceedings and
an ending which haunts you with its lack of an explanation more than
any of the ghosts summoned up in this tome. Not exactly scary but with a
central character you can care about, this at least doesn’t leave you
with a sour taste in your mouth as the final story.
And
that’s that. Ghosts Of Christmas Past is not what I was hoping for in a collection of
Christmas ghost stories and so, combining this experience with last
year’s, I think I’m going to try a mystery novel next year again, maybe.
Unless anyone can come up with a fantastic Christmas themed book for me
to read. If you can, please leave mention of it in the comments below.
Saturday, 14 October 2017
Another Wordsworth Editions Guest Blog
Great Expositions
My look at the role and definition of the constant companions of literary heroes for Wordsworth Editions can be found here... http://wordsworth-editions.com/blog/great-expositions
Thanks very much for reading and thanks, as always, to Wordsworth for having me.
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