The family and I spent Saturday afternoon at the Powell-Cotton museum at Quex. Although I've visited several times before I am still impressed with the exhibits and educational aspect of the place. It leaves me feeling a combination of wonderment for the beauty of the beasts behind the glass and dismay that people could kill them for "trophies" (although Powell-Cotton did advance knowledge and understanding through his hunting). Powell-Cotton also brought back fascinating tales and artefacts from his interactions with the indigenous populations of Africa and India in the 19th and 20th centuries, all of which are on display.
If you haven't visited the museum I strongly advise you to go. Lovely, friendly and knowledgable people work there and there are good tea and cake facilities.
Beth and Emily seemed to enjoy themselves in the newly-opened sensory and research area in gallery 6 - they spent best part of an hour banging bongos, drawing and putting items under the microscopes. Oh, and stoking stuffed badgers.
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