A social history of coal mining, told through the eyes of one family, the owners of Wentworth, reputedly the biggest country seat in Britain. I absolutely loved this. It had all my favourite ingredients for a good history: social context; gossip and scandal; dynastic shenanigans; and what's more, it managed a very rare thing, it swayed me at one point from my own natural socialistic inclinations onto the side of the aristocracy!
I picked this up on one of my trips to Waterstones, when I like to browse those themed tables they have. I'd never heard of the book or the subject of it, the Fitzwilliams, I'd never come across the author before but I just got a good vibe about it - and I was right. The history of coal mining, the exploitation of the miners, the appalling conditions, terrible wages, the contrasting philosophies of the various owners, the long battle for nationalisation and the subsequent destruction of the industry are shown in parallel to the fate of the landed gentry, specifically the Fitzwilliams, who stood on the other side of the fence. In many ways the Fitzwilliams were a good example of landowners, they looked after their miners and their many other dependents, they put safety first, and they were generous in times of adversity. Of course they were also sickeningly rich, arrogant and elitist - oh yes, and the men were classic rakes. But what Ms Bailey does in her book is show both sides of fence, warts and all - baddies and goodies - and she doesn't fall into the sycophantic trap or the trap of making the rich guys the baddies and the poor guys the goodies. But she does judge, and I do like her for that.
But lest you think this is a big book about coal, think again. The Fitzwilliams had many skeletons in their closets, and lots of juicy scandal too, and as much of it as Ms Bailey has been able to uncover is here. You get the distinct impression that she has a good dollop more that she couldn't publish because it was only gossip without proof, which is quite frustrating, but believe me, there's plenty to keep you turning the pages.
I looked Wentworth up when I had finished this, and discovered to my surprise (and pleasure) that it is now open to the public once more, that the gardens which were so wilfully destroyed are now being restored. This book made me want to go there. I loved this book. Highly recommended.