Thanks for calling in.
Last week wandering round The MERL at Reading University I was soon imagining times gone by. I was back in a Thomas Hardy novel. In my mind's eye I could see Tess of the D'Urbevilles traipsing through the Wessex countryside or working as a milkmaid or maybe Gabriel Oak from Far From the Madding Crowd with his sheep. All the equipment was there, already well used, with its own story to tell. Smocks and bonnets in the overflow storage cabinets hung immobile after all the work.
Then I was transported to my primary school and the small bottles of milk we used to have every day, even if the cream on top was frozen and had pushed the foil top off the bottle. Look at all the adverts on the milk bottles below.
Still going strong these days are the potters, basket weavers and lacemakers, such patience, time stretching in concentration.
Bang up-to-date are the interactive exhibits, buttons to press, questions to answer. This table changed and changed and changed. Quick, quick, press the button.
Time for a rush round outside and a cup of coffee.
Back in time for tea.