When the Lights Go Out
“Will the last person out of the Portrait Gallery please turn off the lights and lock the doors?”
“Er no, I’m afraid not: we don’t have a key!”
A bit unlikely, you might think, for such a fortress of a building – but, after continuous human occupation for longer than anybody can remember, the doors are, of course, all bolted from the inside. Some things one doesn’t anticipate. . .
Design and cost issues are reaching a crescendo of complication, as the finishing touches are put to the building contract – since the more we can deal with now, the less scope there will be for ambiguity later on. The practical aspects of scaffolding, building deliveries, cranes, site huts etc. on a site surrounded by roads are a matter of some anxiety at the moment. And what with the large-scale consequences of the neighbouring tram work proposals, we may also have to vie with the council a little to get the space we need for all the equipment that comes along with our very own momentous building project.