
In a white lace universe, three inventors create machines which are both pretty and useful. Unfortunately people do not understand them...

An inventor, an inventress and their equally inventive daughter live in an house made of lace. As you’d expect, it is an intricate construction but it’s not just decorative. It’s got it’s own windmill (elegant, of course) and a fairly unique form of central heating that keeps them all cosy as they turn out their very own airship. You might have thought they’d be lauded by their local community but between those who think that they offend the laws of man and those who think that they offend the laws of God, they just can’t get any local engagement. Finally, when they develop their own hydro-powered, horseless, carriage things come to an almost Frankensteinian head! The use of lace is quite a clever conduit for this story of technophobia. The science behind their more industrial creations is no more impressive than the mathematics behind the skills which they use to create them, and it’s all beautifully crafted and nicely scored for a thirteen minutes that illustrates well just how much of a struggle it could be to make progress.