Good Friday but most things open - shops, museums, etc. It's overcast and cool, but not raining, so we head over to the war museum. We're not alone. It's very busy, which makes sense, as it's the kind of place that children like as much as grandparents. There's a fairly good exhibit on espionage, from the First World War (and slightly earlier) to the present. Everything from impossibly heavy looking code transmitters in clunky suitcases, difficult to hide or deny if caught, to bits of humour. The old MI5 headquarters was in an unmarked building on Curzon Street - unmarked but someone remembers a bus driver calling out "Curzon Street and MI5."
We find a window ledge to sit on, seating being almost non-existent and the exhibit having required longish bits of standing. This leads to some reflection on beneficial changes that might be made, J mentioning that many of the exhibit labels are not only ill lit but unreasonably low on the wall for even a child to read them. Moreover there is virtually no reference to the contribution of Commonwealth countries, even when, J points out, their rôle was critical to British success. It is, after all, the IMPERIAL war museum, as in empire. Have begun mentally composing letter of suggested improvements, including replacement of seating unaccountably removed during installation of new staircases. Possibly an intent to encourage more time and money spent in tearoom, but there are several floors of exhibits and presumably no one wants more than one cup of tea. Then spot remembered benches half hidden behind new staircases and dismiss thoughts of letter.
In any case we never do view all the exhibits. We're here once or twice a year so usually focus on a few things each time, so it's ok. And, actually, we really like the place.