There is a new reality TV show on Tuesday. The blurb states; "Francis Fulford is head of one of Britain's oldest and most eccentric families. He, his wife Kishanda and their four raucous children live in Great Fulford, their 800-year-old ancestral home in the heart of rural Devon. But the Fulford dynasty is under threat of extinction. If they don't find a way to make money soon they'll be the last generation of Fulfords to live in Great Fulford. Expect high blood pressure, raised voices and political incorrectness by the double-barrel load in this unforgettable look at one man's fight to save his corner of England for his heirs. " I used to work with Francis in the early to mid 1980s. Top bloke. I'm glad to see he does not appear to have mellowed with age. He can come across as an "upper class twit" and half asleep but he is quite a sharp cookie. There is an account of Francis crossing the road near the Borough tube station in South London. He saw his bus on the opposite side of the four lane road and set off at the run regardless of the traffic. This meant that he stepped out in front of a car. The car slammed on its breaks but is unable to stop in the distance. Francis for his part, merely put his hand on the bonnet and simply vaulted over the front of the car. He then proceeded to catch his bus without a backward glance! As implied above, the Fulfords are asset rich but cash poor. The battle to keep the ancestral pile standing is a non stop battle. In the 1980s Francis arranged for the magazine Mayfair (of happy memory) to do a photo shoot in the house. Thus you had a young lady disrobing with Francis in the background dressed as a gamekeeper. Lucky chap. I'm not sure if I will make the programme on Tuesday unfortunately. It will be interesting to see if they mention his time in the TA. That is something else again.