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Trust.
What a lovely word. A slow, reliable, warm word that can’t be hurried, a
hand-holdingly comforting word. Trust presupposes a faith, a belief in
something worth believing in, a faith in something trustworthy. What an
honour to be a trustee, to hold something in trust for another, to care for
something for a future when the innocent infants come to maturity and
wisdom, when they can in turn be entrusted with this inheritance to carry
forward to their own descendants. How satisfying to be a link in such a
chain!The National Trust. A philanthropic organisation holding our cultural inheritance in trust for the nation and for our children. What a thoroughly laudable objective, running successfully for a century and still growing. Well, how about a Waterways Trust then, to conserve our waterway heritage and culture for future generations too? Sounds like a good idea, doesn’t it? Trust-- what a satisfyingly secure word. What about the word Museum then? Another nice word, another set of assumptions and expectations although perhaps not quite so clear and unambiguous today as it was in my youth, in the 1950s and 60s. Then museums were part of education, dun coloured with the dignity of serious study, provided by the civic authorities as part of a package of self improvement. The objects were displayed and labelled and occasionally dusted but it was up to the visitor to find their own inspiration and personal interest in the collections. But one did rest assured that the institution was there, protecting facts for future discovery. The museum was an intellectual insurance policy, an information bank, a future investment of accumulated knowledge. It was just another unquestioned brick in the civic edifice, a Good Thing, like a police force or free school milk. Dull? Well maybe, but certainly well-meaning, a safe deposit for facts and artefacts entrusted to qualified keepers of collections for the use of future students.
In the 1990s the waterway museums at Ellesmere Port, Gloucester and Stoke Bruerne were feeling the strain of a changing world. The national fashion for new museums had moved on, visitor numbers were not improving and maintenance costs were rising. There was trouble ahead. But then The Waterways Trust came into existence, a charitable organisation supported by British Waterways but one that had access to outside money too, from grants, other trusts and the lottery. What better partnership could there be than that between the new philanthropic Waterways Trust and the needy well-intentioned waterways museums? Perfect, surely?
And why has there been such a rush to make these dramatic staff cuts so soon into the newly appointed Director of the Museums and Archives’ reign? It will not have escaped the majority of the readers of this column that this news has been totally swamped by the quite sudden announcement of a radical restructuring of the whole of the British Waterways management. (see BW Restructuring) Compared to this The Waterways Trust problems are small fry, and as that unpopular young woman of two years ago politically remarked it’s been a good time to hide some very bad news. Museums and Trust seem hollow words this month. |
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Tony Lewery, The Brow, Ellesmere, June 2003 |
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