‘The Treasures of Tutankhamen’. Just watching Prof Alice Roberts on her train trip down the Nile, reminded me of our family day out, aged 9, queuing for maybe 2 hours to get in?
We went Egyptian mad at primary school, and lots of TV shows.
It was amazing. Dark room, beautifully lit. We were ferried past the death mask on little travelators? Or just shuffled quickly? - no lingering (like the Crown Jewels, now!), with people watching through horizontal slits around the walls, but the IRA were the concern, not theft. You could see the glint of their glasses through the slits.
We also got to see the mummies! Now, understandably, unacceptable.
Was amazed to see the same gold death mask, ‘77; in Cairo, apparently casually drop-kicked into a municipal museum dusty case, ‘guarded’ by a tired old bloke snoozing over a rifle as protection…🤭