03-20-2013, 11:17 PM
I had the opportunity today to take advantage of a trip to London (paid for by my employer) and plenty of time before the meeting I was due to attend at Horseguards to go to the British Museum and once more drool over the La Tene swords and, of course, the Durden Collection and the Hod Hill spatha.
You can all appreciate how completely and utterly unimpressed I was to discover that it was the day of a National strike and in order to keep the wretched Elgin Marbles and the other exhibitions open they CLOSED the entire third floor and ALL the Roman galleries. I had just set foot in Hall 49 (Roman Britain) only to be asked to leave.
I caught a glimpse of the La Tene swords and that was it.
Harumph...and I wasn't the only person who had travelled some distance to see the Roman Britain displays. Some poor chap had come down all the way from Birmigham to see the shield found in the Thames near Battersea. He was as put out as I was :unsure:.
So, sadly, the people in the pickett line did not get an awful lot of sympathy from me!
You can all appreciate how completely and utterly unimpressed I was to discover that it was the day of a National strike and in order to keep the wretched Elgin Marbles and the other exhibitions open they CLOSED the entire third floor and ALL the Roman galleries. I had just set foot in Hall 49 (Roman Britain) only to be asked to leave.
I caught a glimpse of the La Tene swords and that was it.Harumph...and I wasn't the only person who had travelled some distance to see the Roman Britain displays. Some poor chap had come down all the way from Birmigham to see the shield found in the Thames near Battersea. He was as put out as I was :unsure:.
So, sadly, the people in the pickett line did not get an awful lot of sympathy from me!
Moi Watson
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
