HOST:
Welcome, one and all, to a thrilling evening of Heart of Albion, the kingdom’s most revered matrimonial spectacle. Here, brave deeds are celebrated, heroic reputations are examined, and character flaws are shamelessly ignored for the sake of entertainment.
AUDIENCE REACTION: wild medieval cheering and some coughing
Tonight, our esteemed members of the audience will have the rare opportunity to take part in history and folklore itself – by selecting one of our six eligible bachelors to leave this hall and ride off into the sunset for a life of glory, adventure, and unavoidable peril.
Our contestants have journeyed from every corner of Southern England. Some have slain dragons. Some have battled giants. One, I am told, runs an entire kingdom built around a table specifically designed to prevent seating arguments.
So, settle into your pews and prepare to meet the South of England’s most eligible heroes.
Let the matrimonial proceedings begin.
Bachelor number one.
A king. A warrior. A founder of nations.
It is, of course, Cerdic of Wessex.
AUDIENCE: respectful applause
A descendant of Woden himself and born of two tribes, Cerdic is remembered as the mighty founder of Wessex and the first great ruler of the South.
When his father was murdered by the tyrant Netley, Cerdic vowed revenge. Gathering warriors from across the land – an army of Jutes, Celts, Britons and Belgae nobility – he waged a thirteen-year campaign to free his people from oppression.
AUDIENCE: impressed murmuring
Now, some men spend thirteen years building a house. Others spend thirteen years learning a trade. Cerdic spent thirteen years fighting a war.
According to legend, his enemy had allied himself with giants, ettins, and all manner of unpleasant and unearthly creatures. Cerdic, meanwhile, won the favour of the land itself through courage and kindness. It was these qualities that drew warriors from across the lands to fight beneath his banner, believing him the leader they had long been waiting for.
In the end, Cerdic triumphed during the final battle at Thatchbury Mount in AD 508, becoming king of the Ytene and laying the foundations of a kingdom that would endure for centuries.
So.
If you’ve ever dreamed of becoming queen of an emerging regional power, and don’t mind the earthy smell and rugged aesthetic of the Anglo Saxon…
AUDIENCE: laughter
Shall I put your name down?
Bachelor number two.
Noble. Honourable. Protector of the people.
It is, of course… King Arthur.
AUDIENCE: respectful applause
Arthur is the legendary ruler of Britain, bringer of peace, and defender against enemies both foreign and supernatural.
Raised in secrecy, he revealed his royal identity through a rather impractical but politically effective demonstration involving a sword and a stone – proving himself both the rightful king a gentleman of considerable physical capability.
AUDIENCE: impressed gasps
He established his court at Camelot, often identified with Winchester in Hampshire, where he assembled the Knights of the Round Table – a fellowship specifically designed to prevent seating disputes.
AUDIENCE: laughter
And yes, for the history enthusiasts, the original Round Table still hangs in Winchester’s Great Hall, where it continues to confuse tourists and historians in equal measure.
Arthur’s reign ended at Camlann, traditionally associated with Cadnam the New Forest, before he was taken to Avalon – where he is either resting or healing or possibly avoiding royal paperwork.
But do not despair.
Many believe he will return.
Perhaps, one of you lovely singles may be the one destined to bring him back.
Any takers?
Bachelor number three.
A man of action. Of romance. Of music.
It’s Sir Bevis of Hamtun!
AUDIENCE: excited murmurs
Bevis’ story begins in Southampton, where unfortunate family circumstances led to betrayal, exile, and what can only be described as a childhood his therapist will be hearing about.
AUDIENCE: sympathetic noises
Sold into slavery and taken overseas, he nevertheless grew into a warrior of considerable reputation.
He has served kings, slain giants, defeated dragons, survived imprisonment, and – most impressively – maintained a long-term relationship under medieval conditions. A track record that bodes well for this evening.
AUDIENCE: applause
Bevis won fame across the distant lands. There is scarcely a kingdom on earth that has not heard of him. And he has since returned to England and reclaimed his inheritance, so if a life of luxury appeals… this bachelor might just be for you.
AUDIENCE: impressed murmurs
Now, applicants should be advised: Bevis is loyal, brave, and emotionally available… but has spent much of his life either being kidnapped or actively escaping captivity.
As such, applicants are encouraged to display a little compassion and patience.
Still.
If you’re looking for commitment, look no further.
A show of hands for Bevis of Hamtun?
Bachelor number four.
A noble lord. A brave knight. And unusually for this programme, a homeowner.
Sir Maurice de Berkeley.
AUDIENCE: enthusiastic applause
Maurice is remembered throughout the New Forest as England’s last dragon-slayer.
When a fearsome dragon began terrorising the countryside, devouring livestock and alarming villagers, Maurice did what any responsible gentleman would do.
He put on his armour and went to have a word.
Audience: laughter
Armed with courage, determination, and accompanied by his two faithful hounds, Maurice tracked the beast and slew it, freeing the people of the Forest from its reign of terror.
AUDIENCE: frenzied cheering
A protector of the weak, a defender of the innocent, and a man with a soft spot for animals. All very desirable qualities.
Applicants should note that Maurice arrives with two extremely loyal dogs, and they are very much part of the arrangement.
The dogs were here first.
AUDIENCE: laughter
So.
If you like a gentleman in armour with proven dragon-management experience… Maurice de Berkeley may very well be your match.
Any takers?
Bachelor number five.
Dangerous. Charismatic. Banned in at least two kingdoms.
Harry Paye of Poole
AUDIENCE: mixed cheering, nervous laughter, and boos from crowd members with French or Spanish lineage
Harry has requested that we refer to his title as privateer, not pirate. Though, speaking personally, I fail to see the distinction.
He sailed the Channel raiding enemy ships, taking cargo, and generously redistributing it to the people of Poole.
A Robin Hood of the high seas, you might say.
AUDIENCE: cheers
Some call him a hero. Others, notably France and Spain, call him several names we are not permitted to broadcast before the watershed.
AUDIENCE: laughter
He is known abroad as Arripaye, and currently wanted for a list of offences, which – he assures our producers – are “entirely patriotic”.
Important note for prospective partners: a life with Harry is a life with a target on your back. French Navy retaliation should be expected.
Any brave volunteers?
Bachelor number six.
Charming. Musical. In possession of a dark side and arguably the original inspiration behind an international folktale.
The Pied Piper of Francheville.
AUDIENCE: uneasy silence
Hired for £50 to rid a town – now known as Newtown on the Isle of Wight – of rats, the Piper played a mighty tune that led the rats into the Solent, where they met their watery deaths.*
When payment was… reconsidered… he solved the dispute by conducting what can only be described as a large-scale evacuation of the town’s younger population.
AUDIENCE: shocked murmurs
Now, I must stress, this is not standard relationship behaviour.
However.
He does follow through on his promises.
So, ask yourself:
Are you a person of your word with a penchant for an ill-behaved gentleman? If the answer is yes, you’ll make a great match.
Any takers?
No? Sensible.
And there we have them, ladies and gentlemen.
The South of England’s finest heroes. A founder of kingdoms. A king of legend. A giant-killer. A dragon-slayer. A pirate. And a troubled musician.
Perhaps you’ve been charmed by Arthur’s noble bearing. Perhaps Bevis’ loyalty has won your heart. Perhaps you’ve convinced yourself that Harry Paye’s outstanding warrant record is merely a sign of ambition.
AUDIENCE: laughter
Whatever your preference, I must remind you that every contestant comes with certain... considerations. Still, such is the price of romance.
So, if any of our bachelors have captured your heart, please remain behind after the show. A member of staff will be available to discuss courtship procedures, dowries, and survival strategies.
AUDIENCE: applause
*I personally believe that the rats the Piper drowned in the Solent didn’t drown at all, but rather waited almost 700 years to emerge and terrorise the streets of modern-day Hamtun – hiding under my car or running across my feet. It’s the only explanation.
Thanks for reading my sixth and most ridiculous folklore Substack yet. I wish I could tell you the idea was all mine, but frankly, I’ve been inspired ever since I watched Lord Farquaad choose his bride through his magic mirror.
Until next time x
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