15 November 2020: You could almost feel the rush of air. There was a big collective sigh of relief when we finally completed the incorporation process with the members’ agreement to dissolve the current unincorporated association charity and transfer to a charitable incorporated organisation (CIO). It …
5 October 2020: It looked terrifying – the pile of books behind the learned professor seemed alarmingly too high for safety. It rather distracted the viewer, fearful that at any moment some calamity could befall the professor as he earnestly set forth on his Zoom lecture. …
28 July 2020: Another month has slipped by and our extraordinary times continue with no end seemingly in sight at the moment. The Friends have remained busy behind the scenes, putting finishing touches to the print version of the magazine, dealing with policy matters and recently …
18 June 2020: It is hard to believe where the time has gone since my previous blog. Unfortunately that little thing called ‘life’ intervened and the last 18 months or so have been a bit bumpy for me with other priorities taking precedence over volunteering time …
Time slips by very quickly – not just since my last blog but also that this year marks the 30th anniversary of the Friends. It is also notable too that The National Archives celebrates its 40th anniversary at Kew. A lot has happened in those intervening …
It has been quiet for a little while now and it has been a couple months or so since my last blog. That was partly due to the fact that when I left you last time I was bunkered down in a box with Archie, waiting …
It was absolutely terrifying – I peered over the edge of the shelf and pondered the sheer drop as the hairs stood up on the back of my neck. This was not a good place to be and not for the faint hearted. It was clearly …
As the smoke billowed across the room it was difficult to pick out my colleagues. There was a general haziness in the air throwing everything into soft relief. The opulent drapes and covers offered an air of sumptuousness whilst the sound of Bert Ambrose and his …
You can picture the scene – two men standing on a street corner discussing the affairs of the world. One says to the other ‘I was born under the monarchy, I spent my childhood in Czechoslovakia, I began my family in Hungary, and now I live …
