But where's the hot dog?
So. A History of The World in 100 Objects. Magnificent. Stupendous. Public Service Broadcasting At Its Best. Two world class institutions coming together to produce stimulating, ground-breaking content. Collaboration of the highest order. Etc.
Now. I don't mean to carp - much0 and forgive me if this an unwarranted thought, or one that will be dealt with as the monumental edifice is built.
But where the hell are the transient objects?
You know, the ones that get thrown away. Or consumed.
Like the hot dogs that get sold outside the British Museum, in fact.
Doesn't this class of object have something to say about who we are?
Or are we merely dealing with stuff that's 2,000 years old, and chiselled out of bauxite?
(Mustard and onions, thanks.)