The file store at work is divided into rolling cabinets which contain shelves which hold file boxes full of files. The files on the shelves are organised in numerical order going down, the lowest number being at the very end and top. This makes a series of columns. The first one, right at the very top, starts in around 1852 and continues towards the present day at the other end.
The only reason I explained that (and I’ve probably explained it before) is because today marked the beginning of the final column. I hasten to add that this isn’t the final set of objects in the Shipping Gallery decant but the end of my journey backwards from halfway.
Originally the work was divided in half because there was to be two of us working on them. The other person didn’t last very long – I think they wound up sometime in 1913 – and the Objects have just waited for me to finish my journey into the past. That’s not to say it’ll be any time soon. I still have quite a few Objects to complete.
While I’ve really enjoyed working with the beginnings of marine engineering I must say I’m getting a bit sick of paddle wheels. The Science Museum has an incredibly large collection of paddle wheel models. I’m surprised there can be so many different paddle wheels. It’s not like there’s a lot of variation…unlike propellers.
Mind you, had I not been researching paddle wheels, I’d not have discovered Archibald Robertson who was a Ship Carver. Neither Nick at Work nor I knew what a Ship Carver was. I quickly found out that it was the person who carved all the fancy stuff on wooden ships including but not exclusively, the figurehead.
Irritatingly there were two other Archibald Robertsons alive at the same time and the other two were more well known, making references to the ship carver not so simple. Add to that the fact that all three were born in Scotland and moved to Liverpool and the problems just multiply.
Still, I managed to find a bit of information and created a reasonable People record for Archie the Carver.
On the way home, I noticed that the Natural History Museum ice skating rink was doing a roaring trade.
Meanwhile, in the extension, there was a lot of management chat and puppy fussing going on.
Interestingly, Emma made a friend. Emma the Cockerpoo spent most of the day with Emma from Marketing. This included sitting on her lap helping her with her meeting contributions.
Apparently the meeting was an enormous success and my food was tucked into. And, while most of the quiche Lorraine was eaten, there was a slice left for me to try when I arrived home. And a lot of cheese.