help?

Okay, so I'm about to start setting up the project file for nestra's vid drabble request, and I'm going over the lyrics with a question.

In this context can someone more, erm, British than me explain who and what this bit:

Would never have happened to Smeaton
And old Leodiensian

refers to or means?

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Woo! All set up, and with a vague enough grasp on the lyrics that I feel comfortable ignoring them. Sadly, I have the attention span of a gnat today so I won't be starting until tomorrow, with the hopes that I will actually sleep tonight. And at least a touch more confidence than I've been able to muster up lately. When I step back ojectively, I know that I don't entirely suck. I do believe it when people tell me they enjoy my vids. Especially since I generally try to surround myself with people who have no problem at all telling me when they think something doesn't work (and have). And when I ask myself if I would be nearly as critical of any other vidder as I am of myself...well, of course I wouldn't, that'd just be mean. So why am I so mean to me? Obviously I enjoy doing it enough that I keep doing it despite all the self-doubt. And I do it well enough that people like watching them. And yet I can't seem to stop harshing my own squee. It is lame.

I think in some weird way it is actually easier for me to accept criticism than praise. Not that I don't like positive feedback. I love it. It makes me feel all warm and squishy inside and who doesn't like hearing nice things about themselves? It's just...I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. And when there's criticism it's almost like a relief...like, okay there's the shoe, now I can stop wondering where it is. And if no one else drops a shoe on my head, I seem to be perfectly willing to do it to myself. Except I tend to prefer a steel toed combat boot. That made no sense. Clearly, I really do need a nap.