The Tomb of the Unknown Craftsman

Working at home this week, and ploughing my way through some dull paperwork.
To stimulate my little grey cells I have been including treats and outings. I also washed the car, which gave me some exercise and entertained Not Cat who was intrigued by the streams and rivulets of water. He followed them; anticipated their paths; patted them with his paw; peered down the drain after them.
I wanted something a little more exciting to look at, so I headed off to the British Museum to see The Tomb of the Unknown Craftsman.

There weren’t any cars in the exhibition, washed or otherwise, but this motorbike marked the entrance.
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