Museum trip
I was at the Pitt Rivers Museum on Saturday, where the cabinets are crammed full of relics from our colonial days with neat little hand-written labels. The galleries dark and smelling of time and old polish.
It was like you were there. Like you were joyfully present, amidst shriveled heads and golden Buddhas, weaving on the simple looms or miming the use of the harpoons.
You would have liked it there, I think.
- Tim
