We visited Beamish "Living Museum of the North" today, which is a fantastic folk museum preserving buildings, furniture, possessions and vehicles of ordinary people from the 1820s to the 1950s. While it was fantastic to ride on an old double decker bus and a tram, and to be transported back to childhood by the distinctive smell of a Dansette portable record player, the most evocative thing for me was this signal box, in which I vividly imagined ⬇️