So Dominic Cummings has left No.10 (and I rejoice with the news!). Well, it is always the case, isn’t it? The tail gets too big for the head and as a result, it’s get casted off.
The angry-faced land turtle’s fall from the grace reminds me about another such man, Jacques Cœur. A famous self-made man in the 15th Century Bourges France.
Mum and I visited Bourges during our road trip in 2018 and had an opportunity to visit Jacques Cœurs Palace which was one of the tourist attractions.
As the name suggests, the place was built by Jacques Cœurs, who was born as a son of a marchant around the end of the 14th Century. Despite his humble origin, he amassed his wealth through hard work and his knack for successful business dealings.
Because of his outstanding financial acumen, Charles VII made him master of mint in 1436. The king’s instruction to Cœur was to reform the present coinage system and he must have impressed the king with the end result so much because the king decided to promote him as steward of the royal expenditure three years later.
His rise to a position of influence was symbolised by the ennoblement of him and his family in 1441. The king sent him to numerous important foreign missions as ambassador.
With his amassed fortune through his various offices of states, he built more than a few palatial properties and the Bourges’ one was most luxurious amongst them.
Jacques Coœur’s fall from the grace came in 1451 when the king ordered his arrest.
Because of Cœur’s monopoly over banking and trading caused lots of resentment amongst his contemporaries, even the king himself. Around his arrest, the king was planning a campaign for Guienne and the seizure of the accused’s assets was convenient addition to his war chest.
Those people, who ousted from the power, never learn from history, do they? The reality is, nobody is indispensable and if you make too many enemies, you will be pushed out in the cold sooner or later.
In the 19th Century, the place was used as a courthouse and underwent a careful restoration work in the 20th Century.
‘Shall we move on, Mum?’ we decided to head towards the town centre for late lunch.