by Keith Evans
A couple of days before Christmas I went into The Hold to do my session and was not expecting to meet anyone as the Museum was exceptionally quiet. I was met with a riotous cacophony. 'Some kids have been let loose creating mayhem' I thought. Assuming my sternest countenance, I ventured into the gloom to remonstrate with the culprits only to find senior members of the establishment, including you know who, playing with the kid's building blocks and rubber balls. I won't say exactly what they were doing as it will only encourage other delinquents to copy their activities. As another grumpy old codger is known to say 'I don't believe it'.
Really gentlemen, I'll never complain about kids again. Well, not for a couple of weeks anyway.
