In the year 2000, the BBC launched a true crowning achievement for their company and the industry that is historical documentary. They produced "A History of Britain." From that came a true template for what made a documentary worthy of the story it was trying to tell. It was honest. It was real. It allowed for self-congratulation to it's people, but it never once shied away from the grim realities of a time-line of poor decisions. Nevertheless, AHB did manage to focus primarily on England's story. And this is not to say that the Scottish, Welsh, and Irish in particular were left from the story -- no, but that merely it almost seemed like the history as the English saw it. To that end, in the decade that followed the BBC saw a potential to fine tune the delivery in provincial attempts, i.e. "Story of Wales." I liked the presentation. But perhaps because AHB and "A History of Scotland" spoiled me so much, I was ready for an epic. I was ready for a journey that had me, as a viewer, as a scholar touch face with the different eras in way where I could and would feel somewhere deep in my soul a true sense of Welshness - of wanting for them what they wanted for themselves. It was that unique feeling that both Simon Schama and Neil Oliver were able to expertly craft in their telling of the national sagas of a people, but Hew Edward seemed more like a Welsh face for a Welsh series. To that end, sadly, it only seemed an asterisk to the general disposition by others for the Welsh, that being the quaint other in a land no longer deemed theirs.