While some folks have spent their days lounging around some of us have been worked off our feet! The brilliant idea of Friday to return to exercise, followed up by cycling for an hour on Saturday and Sunday mornings was very successful. The muscles responded very well and ached in all the right places and one or two I had forgotten about. However instead of relaxing in a hot bath for the whole of Monday I found myself at the museum for the annual stocktake. This, as you may guess, was a 'bit mixed.' I admit I had easy bits to do but saying this the lists were confusing and there was much to-ing and fro-ing going on from all of us all day. Some things that had been counted clearly had items removed and required recounting, others were straight forward except for the odd one or two there appeared much later elsewhere! This was not helped by questions asked being answered and then asked repeatedly again! Still that is done now and someone else has to go through it all and work out the mistakes, missing bits and the query regarding the one book which in fact should be one hundred! I found them all but no-one believed me. Next time I am in they will be on sale!!!
One of my pet projects is to establish a folder with one sheet of information on each of the subjects folks ask about when they pop into the museum. To this end I have been acquiring info from the website, writing a thing or two myself happy in the knowledge that we er, have the knowledge to hand. Naturally the only question today was about the school that once populated the building and that is a subject I know nothing about! Tsk! Why don't they ask about things in the file? So that goes on the list of 'things to do,' an ever growing list I may add. we were able to show where answers could be found but could do nothing about the memories of his childhood spent in terror at the school back in 1960. It appears he did not have a happy time. School memories never fade.
11 comments:
A job well done, I would say! (I did say!)
I have to admit I've been one of those persons who was lounging around while you were working your butt off. A friend paid a visit on Sunday so we just sat around talking our heads off.
So there we were with no heads; and you with with no butt, or feet!
That's a beautiful shell, by the way; and a lovely old school bell.
I was lounging around - in the car - between stops to visit garden centres so justly fall within the scope of the idle....
School memories...my husband remembers as a child speaking only French entering his first class at school in Wales at the age of five to find himself facing a gorgon called Mrs. Millichick - a lady with an ostrich neck - who resolutely refused to hear him read as he could not understand English...
I really like the picture of the school desks. How they must bring back childhood memories of your Edwardian upbringing before the war.
I must admit I remember the ones with the inkwells in them. Not that they were new when I was in elementary (primary? infant?) school, it's just that our school district was very poor and never seemed to throw anything away until...
I started to say "until they were all worn out and totally useless" but they are probably using them still.
Some edgeyoumakayshunnul sitteeashuns were better than others. Sigh.
Lee, I can see you lost your head....
Lee, An old school shell.
Fly, For you that is a holiday! Ah teachers, so cruel!
Max, The school closed in 1990, and many visitors remember the desks. Some look for their names scrawled inside!
Jerry, That took several minutes to decipher!!!!
It is so good of you to finally admit that we Arkies are highly advanced. I hope you did not hurt something in doing so.
A lovely old sh-bell, then, if you insist on being pedantic! ;)
Jerry, Advanced......?
Lee, Pedantry? Is that concerning something hanging from a necklace perhaps?
I almost threw in the towel Aman ~ but I decided to write something instead. Took 3 hours mind you.
Carol, DON'T Throw in any towels!!!!!!!!
I want to read your ponderings.
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