If truth is not to be found on the shelves of the British Museum, where, I asked myself, picking up a notebook and a pencil, is truth?
Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own
Today, 255 years later, I was one of the very last visitors to leave at closing time. I offer here a pithy reflection to mark this particular milestone in the Museum’s history.
|The original proposed ticket for admission to view the Museum’s |
collection, located in the Trustees Original Papers of 1757.
Don’t miss Part Two of ‘To Make a Beginning’, published earlier today.