On an otherwise lackluster Wednesday lunchtime, I find myself in the gift shop of London’s British Museum, helping a man dressed as a medieval soldier carry his haul of memorabilia to the checkout.
Cloaked in a burgundy cape, chainmail skirt swishing side to side, crinkled tinfoil shield in hand, he’s on a mission to buy a trove of paraphernalia celebrating a historic moment for the museum — the arrival of the 11th century Bayeux Tapestry, the first time it has been in England since its creation.
