His father, King Richard, rewarded him on his return with a castle in France for his bravery and his sincerity, a castle in the town of Cognac, renown for the finest grape brandy in the world - and from there on he may never have been sober anymore! A few centuries later the rude writer Shakespeare called him Philip the Bastard in one of his plays without any respect and without any deeper insight into the love and live of Little Lionheart, which would have surely done much better as a Prime Minister for the good old England than the crooks they have in office nowadays . . .