Since returning from our summer holidays there has been a huge range of work coming in to TSL. I was chatting with my sister about some of the jobs that I have been working on, and was struck by the variety, the different periods of history, the different locations of the manuscripts that come across my computer screen. Reading eye witness accounts of the battles of Blenheim and Ramillies in the morning and by the afternoon wondering whether it was mustard gas, or wounds that had caused that World War I veteran to be transferred to a hospital, instead of heading back to the USA with his mates. I have had the pleasure of reading manuscript letters from Millais and Ford Maddox Brown, and just a little while later I am sitting in the room of a 16th century yeoman, conjuring up images of him lying on his sick bed, watching as he looks around him and decides who should have the silver candlestick, and who the pewter pan.
This work takes me not only around the world, but back in time…. surely that is the definition of being a time lord?