*** UPDATE Darfield Museum is Re-opening Saturday 29th May at 10am ***
Maurice and Fred will be smiling too…
Most days, on my permitted stroll, I wander by the Maurice Dobson Museum and Heritage Centre and I feel a pang of sadness that we’re not open. All that history waiting to be gazed at and talked about; all those conversations waiting to be had; all that coffee is waiting to be supped and all that cake waiting to be eaten!
The old song says that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone, and that’s certainly true about the museum. I’ve missed so much in this last very strange year but one of the things I’ve missed most is human contact with real people in a real room, and meeting those people in the museum. Zoom is all very well and without Zoom things may well have been much worse but I can’t help thinking that being on Zoom is like conducting your life on CCTV.
And now, touch wood, it feels like we may have a road map towards reopening, and that will bring its own excitements and challenges. When we briefly opened our doors last autumn we experienced the same mix of excitement and trepidation that I guess we’ll have this time; the same protocols of distance and cleanliness will be in place, and as volunteers we’ll all be wearing masks. Hands, face, space, as the three-word slogan goes.
I can’t wait for the church bell to strike ten on that first Saturday of ‘the new open-ness’ as I’m going to call it; with a bit of luck the sun will be shining and there will be a small, manageable and excited queue. I’ll fling the door wide and declare the museum open. And somewhere, somehow, Maurice and Fred will be smiling too.
And they won’t be on Zoom. And neither will we.