Category Archives: Scenes at the museum
It used to be that you’d go to the great British Museum and be greeted by lions. Now you’re vetted by security theatre ushers.
Longstanding exhibition “The Secret Life of the Home” in the basement of the Science Museum in London
Where’s the little woman inside?
Why do you always complain you never have time to see your friends?
You see them all the time.
Only your imagination gets between me and my Hotpoint
You had me at I’m a great guy
If you build it she will come
Any museum that has trains in its collection needs a fair amount of floor space. Welcome to the London Transport Museum Depot in Acton Town. If you’re not a curator you might find the experience lacks a certain user-friendliness, but that’s probably why they call it a depot. They only have a few open days a year. Any more than that and trainspotters might start squatting.
Get kids interested in trains and they’ll grow up to become a better class of people.
I recently had tea and biscuits with a descendent of Charles Babbage. The next day I happened to visit the Science Museum in London, that repository of knowledge
and finally, this:
my own skull stuffer, first theorised here.