After I sent my TMA away this morning, Danny, Dennis and I took down the plaques from the War Memorial so that they can be taken away to be cleaned. We're paying a small fortune to a 'proper' bronze foundary to get this done.
We knew that said plaques were going to be weighty, they were, in an unexpected way. The bronze ones from the second world war weren't too bad, the first world war ones however, that we'd identified as brass, were definitely not brass. They were so heavy that we nearly dropped the first one. My heart nearly stopped—to be remembered as the janny who'd bent the War Memorial!
I'll ask the bronze people what metal it is.
Then we looked at the oak panels that had been behind them. Well I did, and then Dennis and Danny came to see what I was looking at. I had a fair idea of what might be there.
There are places in the school which only jannies visit, or even know about. In these places we leave our initials, a date, and a message. A message across the generations to our successors. Such messages are often behind something.
Sure enough it was there, W.T. taken for cleaning 1962. Fifty years ago, almost half the age of the school. I too send messages to the future, so I got a pencil [always a pencil/or chalk].
NJA taken for cleaning 2012-07-31.
The War Memorial will be coming with us to the new school, the thought occurs that I should identify other bits of the school that should make that journey too.
My successors should be acquainted with my predecessors.
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After I sent my TMA away this morning, Danny, Dennis and I took down the plaques from the War Memorial so that they can be taken away to be cleaned. We're paying a small fortune to a 'proper' bronze foundary to get this done.
We knew that said plaques were going to be weighty, they were, in an unexpected way. The bronze ones from the second world war weren't too bad, the first world war ones however, that we'd identified as brass, were definitely not brass. They were so heavy that we nearly dropped the first one. My heart nearly stopped—to be remembered as the janny who'd bent the War Memorial!
I'll ask the bronze people what metal it is.
Then we looked at the oak panels that had been behind them. Well I did, and then Dennis and Danny came to see what I was looking at. I had a fair idea of what might be there.
There are places in the school which only jannies visit, or even know about. In these places we leave our initials, a date, and a message. A message across the generations to our successors. Such messages are often behind something.
Sure enough it was there, W.T. taken for cleaning 1962. Fifty years ago, almost half the age of the school. I too send messages to the future, so I got a pencil [always a pencil/or chalk].
NJA taken for cleaning 2012-07-31.
The War Memorial will be coming with us to the new school, the thought occurs that I should identify other bits of the school that should make that journey too.
My successors should be acquainted with my predecessors.