I'm enjoying it but not because it has anything I'd usually look for in Sunday night entertainment.
My family going back as far as I can trace (1600s) lived in a Derbyshire village though it was a mining village, not a farming village. Both my great grandma (born in the 1890s) and my grandma (still with us, nearly 90) describe life growing up and my dad tells me of things his great grandparents described and it's scarily accurate.
My grandma's dad was an abusive alcoholic, his dad was an abusive alcoholic. My great, great grandma was in and out of the workhouse with her children because her nasty scrote of a husband was in and out of prison due to his debts. He finally upped and left her with 6 children, she took a job in t'big 'ouse to make ends meet and fell in love with the son of the owners. He was disowned and they lived together as man and wife though obviously never marrying (he took her name actually). There are photos of them and their shoes are bits of leather, full of holes, crudely stitched and bound. My great, great grandma was always described as 'poor but proud'. My great grandma's husband was killed in the pit and they weasled out of paying her a pension, leaving her with a severely disabled child and penniless. The community rallied round and for 35 years she paid not a penny to a shopkeeper or tradesman. There are countless tales of suicides, poverty, probable murder, affairs and bleak, nasty, endless drudgery.
They all remember (including my dad) being caned and beaten at school. My dad had the school pet drowned in front of him to teach him a lesson and was beaten and humiliated by a school teacher on a few occasions. In the 1960s, the local children's home took in a black, recently orphaned child from down south and the local families petitioned, going as far as making banners and marching through town, because they didn't want any 'coloured folks' in their village. My Dad said he was about 10 and thoroughly ashamed.
Life was bleak, unimaginably so. My grandma watched it last week and said, give it a few years in screen time and they should have broken, scarred, mentally damaged young men sitting in the village street wailing and begging because they survived the war but have nothing to live for and have returned to a community which hasn't moved on for hundreds of years and isn't equipped to deal with them. She says it's spot on so far.