The wrong post code – Quack! – Bodger – a label lost & found
– Tabulae & the Mayor – nondescripts & coprolites – a lady trepanned
– stereoscopes & raptors – Exit Dunstable.
Saturday: When you take into consideration the number of
times that we have travelled through Dunstable you would think that
we would know where we were going…however we relied on Sybil
the Sat Nav to take us to the Priory and the result was
that we ended up in a quiet little close at the wrong post code.
Thankfully we were only 15 minutes away from our destination and
the natives were still asleep so managed to get away before we got
the torches and pitchforks treatment.
We arrived at the Priory about 08:15 and found that after
years convincing people that we are a museum we had been listed
Doctor and Explorer’
– someone had not read our front page! Ho hum! We set up on the
high ground amongst the trees in the hope that this would give us
some cover from the gusting wind.
The organisers wanted all three tents up so up they went and once
set up we chatted with Bodger who told me that he collected
antlers and donated a rather fine piece of amber
with insect inclusions to the museum.
Every now and then the wind picked up strength and we decided to
do a quick check each time just in case any item ended up at the
fence a couple of hundred feet away. On one occasion I noticed that
a label had disappeared, it could have gone anywhere but, using
my tracking skills I spotted it, way off, sneaking into the long
grass and returned it to duty.
We met Karen and Tony of Tabulae
and had a nice chat with them despite some rather odd metrological
observations…and then the Mayor of Dunstable turned up and
we chatted with her about platypuses and other curios. We also had
lots of photos taken…I often wonder where those pictures end up…
We had some fantastic visitors; a couple of young lads asked lots
of questions, although one of them snuck behind his mum when I asked
him if he knew how shrunken heads were made. His brother inquired
about the nondescript’s green eyes then I noticed that this boy’s
eyes were almost the same colour!
One girl was obviously overwhelmed by the curios as there were
lots of “Oh my word!” as I named the items she pointed to. When
she told me that part of her school project was on dinosaurs I spent
a bit more time going through the specimens…she was holding the
for about five minutes when I told her what it was! Another boy
asked me how it had become iron and, for possibly the first time,
I talked about the fossilisation
Tooms told me that he met a lady who had been trepanned
many years ago; she had gone for an eye test and ended up with two
holes in the back of her head to relieve blood clots. We certainly
meet a lot of interesting people at these shows.
It was soon time to pack up; as I started getting my stuff into
the box we were still getting visitors amongst them was a photographer
who having seen our collection of stereoscopic slides went home
and brought some of his collection to show us. Some of these were
on glass and looked truly amazing compared to the card ones. I also
got to talk to a young Korean couple who had taken part in a falconry
display; she flew a golden
eagle and he flew a goshawk.
Around us the day’s encampment dwindled rapidly and then…we too
were also gone…well, that went well.
This is Prof. Grymm doing interesting things with bugs