Coast

And so, once in a blue moon, there comes a TV series that enthralls, uplifts, informs, makes you howl laughing, feel nauseous and is only very occasionally tedious.

That series is Coast. I’ve been watching the programmes for what seems like years and I’m not fed-up yet. I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve been caught in it’s trawler net as it plies the waters around this sceptred isle with a little detour for the less sceptred tax haven isles a stone’s throw from France.

I don’t even know what it’s billed as. A documentary series I suppose, although it’s not quite that. It has its own characters – geeky speccie geographer and writer Nick Crane, who earned my total adulation as Map Man and then doubled it in another humble and un-glamourous series featuring him walking down the central meridian that bisects England.  I enjoyed his book Two Degrees West, too.

Nick has a rucksack with an umbrella sticking out of it. I’d like him even better if it was a duffle bag but there you go – no-one’s perfect. Given a choice between him and George Clooney, it would be….erm. NI…NIC…GEO…. GEORGE CLOONEY. Damn.

He won the USA’s Polartec Adventurer of the Year Award, for a lifetime devoted to “bold, low-impact adventure.” Now if that isn’t a spectacularly low-key geeky award, I don’t know what is.  What a bloke.

But ok, I’ll admit it the main attraction of Coast is the long lingering helicopter-borne camera shots of the sea and cliffs in the best weather imaginable. It’s the weather of dreams – the kind of dreams you have when you’re huddled shivering against a sand-dune on Great Yarmouth beach in mid-August sporting goose-pimples the size of man nipples.

Then there are the other presenters – a hairy-legged, long-haired historian Neil Oliver who looks a bit of New Romantic and who has innocently provoked the ire of DT man to the point where he shouts insults at his TV image from the other corner of the sofa. The phrase “wet Scottish git!” is at the mild end of the abuse. DT man was much amused watching New Romantic Neil reporting from the original Butlins holidaycamp at Skegness, looking out of place in his muted country greens and multi-pocketed walking trousers while nubile dancing boys in spandex cavorted on stage.

Dr Alice Roberts is a girl’s own hero type of woman – outdoorsy medic (one of my work colleagues was at med school with her), anatomy expert and archeologist and frankly a bit hippie with dyed strawberry red hair and a peculiar knitted hat and no make-up. She was last seen pouring the camera crew’s urine into a concoction designed to extract alum from rock and demonstrate just how it was used back in the 19th century to make dyes “stick” to fabrics producing more vivid colour-fast hues.

Then there is Mark Horton, who is ruddy of cheek and a bit roly-poly and smiley like a terribly jolly over-grown cherub. He’s head of archaeology and anthropology at Bristol Uni. He has trouble with his “r’s.” His finest moment was launching into a conversation with a chap who was very knowledgeable about the south Devon coastal railway but who also had a peculiar oddity of speech. The resulting clash of speech impediments had us sobbing with mirth.

His other finest moment was on a recent programme talking about something near Hull. God knows what was special about it. I was giggling too much to hear after DT man recreated the scene in the planning meeting “Now of all the places around the coast we can send Mark Horton, where shall it be? Ah! Ferriby…”

There is another woman marine biology type Miranda Krestovnikoff, who is perfectly competent but hasn’t really impacted on my consciousness the way the others have.

So I recommend this series. It’s varied and largely absorbing. They are digging stuff out of the sand one minute, showing ancient movies of Edwardians at play in Scarborough, looking at cliffs and creatures and old industries and examining the latest culinary fish invention from Youngs at Grimsby – the jumbo fish and mushy pea finger.

I love it when they feature places where I’ve been. I love it when they look at places I’ve hated (Great Yarmouth) or places I have yet to explore (Cleethorpes, Bognor, Folkstone).

It’s the kind of rich, informative tapestry that is the best kind of BBC programme. A joy, really.

For anyone interested, seriously accurate properly checked-out info about the presenters here

The latest programme, including the prototype Jumbo Fish and Mushy Pea Finger, is here

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5 Responses to Coast

  1. IsobelandCat says:

    A great post about a great programme.
    I was enthralled from programme one when they showed the ‘ears’ in Kent and the astounding variety of fish a few strides out into the sea at Brighton.

    It turns out one of my near neighbours was the commissioning editor. She looked a bit taken aback when I went into full scale rhapsodic thanks, but forbear from running away when she saw me after that.

  2. janh1 says:

    Ooo another fan! Don’t you love it when you stand in the sea and suddenly spot shoals of tiddlers in the warmth of the shallows?

    Yes enthusiasm can be off-putting, I’m told. But we can’t help it and why should we? Far better to be naturally expressive than self-consciously repressed!

  3. IsobelandCat says:

    I think Coast was one of those programmes that hit a nerve and attracted a audience bigger than the BBC anticipated.
    I was Next Door on Thursday and saw they had the Coast book too. It’s the only DVD I’ve bought.
    It also made me want to visit my part of the world and not go abroad, because I realised how little of the British Isles I knew.
    Not quite made it on that one as accommodation is cheaper and better abroad for the most part and organising a walking holiday easier.

    • janh1 says:

      Apologies, Isobel. Missed this one. I’ll have a look at the book at Hay Festival – they’re bound to have it in the book shop or one of the shops in town.

      Apart from hols in France and a few in Greece, we always took the kids on hols in this country, so have visited a lot of excellent places including the north of Scotland, the West coast, the Lake District extensively. I’m largely ignorant of East Anglia (one trip to Yarmouth) and Kent, Sussex and Suffolk. Someone was telling me about Broadstairs and St Peter’s today which made me want to go there.

      • IsobelandCat says:

        You can get it from BBc books. Also the Book People had it reduced. Not sure why I’m saying it, as I think the prog has spawned a number of books.
        I cut out a piece from the paper awhile ago about (I think) converted railway carriages you can rent on a deserted stretch of the Essex coast. Sounded perfect in my pre-boat days for a quiet weekend. And now for a week in the bleaker months. But can I find it? Can I hell!

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