Beamish Museum is not a Museum. That is the first thing they tell you. It's a living collection of gifts in use and a recreation of buildings extant as they were, faithfully constructed. When we visited, as many people chatted to you
being locals who loved it and came regularly for a wander, as the locals working there, in character, to tell its history, in each pocket hankerchief sized village - the colliery, the 1940s farmhouse, the high street and professionals housed along it,
the shops and the trams and old buses you can ride on between stops. When I wasn't sure of my way, I asked a policeman on his beat. A remarkable place and enchantingly hospitable.