Buzzfeed Quiz: Which TV Historian Are You?

Over 2000 people have already taken our new Buzzfeed quiz: ‘Which TV Historian Are You?’ Screen Shot 2016-03-05 at 19.43.10

The quiz asks users to choose their favourite images from a selection of categories such as faces, windows and animals (as seen below).

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Many of the images used in the quiz have been taken from the My Lincolnshire Collection web app, launched last Friday on Siren FM. You can have a listen to our live launch here, and give the app a go here.

And of course, join the thousands of people who have already found out which TV Historian they are with our Buzzfeed quiz, here.

Siren FM Breakfast launches My Lincolnshire Collection web app

We’ve re-posted this from Siren FM, so you can listen to the successful radio web launch, with our brilliant student volunteers:

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A new web app was launched LIVE on the Siren FM Breakfast Show this morning.

Host Jarrad Johnson was joined in the studio by University of Lincoln professor Carenza Lewis and Our Lincolnshire’s Anna Cruse.

The web app is called My Lincolnshire Collection and enables users to explore a selection of 100 images of heritage objects, and curate their own heritage collection of up to 10 objects.

Afterwards, the app provides a map of where each of the selections can be found within the county, so you can visit them.

The app starts the second half of the heritage project run by Our Lincolnshire which is funded by Arts Council England.

Carenza and Anna tested out the app on four students: Stephen, Josh, Marcus and James.

You can give it a go by visiting: My Lincolnshire Collection

Listen to the feature on the Breakfast Show here.


Many thanks from the Our Lincolnshire team to the Siren FM Breakfast team for hosting a great launch and to our volunteer web app testers.

Today: Our Lincolnshire Web-App Launch

Today Our Lincolnshire is launching our brand new web app, My Lincolnshire Collection.

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The app is accessible via any web-enabled device, and enables users to explore a range of heritage objects from all over Lincolnshire, curating a collection of the county’s heritage according to their own tastes and priorities.

Here’s how to create your Lincolnshire Collection:

Step 1. Choose up to 10 favourites from our 100 specially selected heritage object tiles. Images of these objects have been collected from heritage sites all over the county in the hopes that, in addition to the historical artefacts that draw thousands of visitors to our city centre each year, the collection will also represent Lincolnshire’s lesser-known treasures.

From the panel of 100 images, you can click and drag a tile into your Lincolnshire Collection bar at the top of the page to put it into your collection (don’t worry, you can always drag a tile back out of your Lincolnshire Collection bar if you change your mind).

To get a better look at an image, simply click on its tile to enlarge it. You will also find a description of the object, to help you make the all-important decision of whether or not to select it for your Lincolnshire Collection. Once you’ve finished your collection, click ‘Next’!


Step 2: Tell us in the comments box how or why you chose the objects that you did for your Lincolnshire Collection. Did you go with a specific theme? Or did you choose the objects that appealed visually? We’d love to know!

Step 3: Discover where you can go to find your selections in real life, using our handy map of Lincolnshire – you’ll see that all of your chosen objects have been marked individually according to your Lincolnshire Collection. You could even plan a trip around the county to see them all!


Step 4: Share with your friends! Heritage is for everyone, so be sure to spread the goodness.

We hope that you enjoy using our new web app to create your Lincolnshire Collection. If you have any questions about the app that aren’t covered in this post, please feel free to get in touch using the contact form below.

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The Project Diaries: The Ghost of Gordon Boswell’s Romany Museum Part III

Part III – To start from Part I, click here!

“What’s it like? When you see her, I mean?”

“Well at first, of course, it was very frightening. It would only happen when I was here alone, usually when it was late, or dark.”

I shuddered at the thought.

“On a handful of occasions our visitors have reported an odd feeling over by that wagon as well, without knowing anything of the story, mind you. Quite strange. But after a while, I suppose I ended up feeling like she probably didn’t want to do anyone any harm. She’s a little girl after all. So these days, no, I’m not frightened anymore. There’s a little doll on the step to her wagon so you should be able to spot which one is hers. The ghost hunters put it there last night to try and lure her out to play. They seemed pleased with whatever they found so hopefully we’ll know some more soon.”

I was uncharacteristically lost for words. A moment passed before Mr Boswell slapped his hands on his knees and said “Right, I’m going into the house for some tea if there’s nothing else you need? You’re more than welcome to poke around for as long and you like and take your photographs.”

“You’re…you’re leaving me here on my own?”

“Well I’ve not eaten yet and it’s getting late – it’s alright love, I trust you!” he assured, missing the sentiment of my query. “Come and say goodbye before you go!” And with that, he left me alone.

Alone. In the haunted museum. I took a breath. I still needed to gather some photographs for the project, and wasn’t about to let the knot in my stomach prevent an opportunity for research so, hesitantly,  stepped back into the museum, camera in hand.

I walked as slowly as I could, looking hard at the things that I had missed on my first run around. As the knot in my stomach continued gradually to inflate, I tried desperately to recapture my happily inquisitive initial impressions of the museum. But I could swear it felt a lot colder than it had an hour earlier. And were those creepy wind-chimes there before? It was all in my head (of course?!) and, determined not to scare myself out of valuable project investigation time, I forced myself to read the displays properly, humming Justin Bieber (sorry, World) to calm myself as I went.

In the back of my mind, I knew that I would need to take some photographs over by the haunted vardo but, as you can imagine, I was none too keen to rush over there. So instead, I decided to build myself up to it by taking photos of other slightly creepy things nearby. For example, this vaguely spooky collection of boots:

Stirring with the spirits of footsies passed

Stirring with the spirits of footsies passed

My dread threshold rising, I turned my camera on the inside of the wagon beside the haunted vardo. I closed my eyes for the flash and (thankfully) didn’t look at the resulting photograph until I was safely back in my car:

If I had seen this at the time, there is no way I’d have made it to the actual haunted vardo. This is one scary photograph, and it was only meant to be a warm up for the real thing!

Still feeling bold(ish) in my ignorance of how frightening the photograph I had just taken actually was, I figured that the sooner I collected the photos of the haunted vardo, the sooner I could run away. I steeled myself and, thinking I was ready, marched right into the corner where it sits.

It turns out I wasn’t really ready. This is the one photograph that I managed to take of the haunted wagon before losing my nerve and hurtling away to the other side of the museum with a squeak:

The doll that sits on the step of the haunted vardo

The doll that sits on the step of the haunted vardo

According to the timestamps on my camera, I managed less than ten minutes in the museum after my meeting with Mr Boswell, and you know what? I’m not ashamed. It was a terrifying experience. Additionally, all of the photos that I took after having taken that one of the ghost vardo turned out strange and shadowy:


The sceptic in me says that this probably is just the shadow of and object behind me, caused by the camera’s flash, but I don’t suppose I’ll ever know for sure…

I have since seen photographs of Gordon Boswell’s Romany Museum during opening season and I have to say, it depicts a rather different experience to mine. Full of people and with all the lights on, it looks like a wonderful place for a day out, something that my initial impressions of the museum can absolutely attest to. It is full of beautiful and informative displays about the Romany way of life and holds a truly remarkable collection of the wagons and memorabilia collected over Mr Boswell’s lifetime. I only suggest that you don’t stick around if he pops out for tea.

I hope you’ve enjoyed reading about The Ghost of Gordon Boswell’s Romany Museum. Look out for more from The Our Lincolnshire Project Diaries coming soon!

The Project Diaries: The Ghost of Gordon Boswell’s Romany Museum Part I


Ghost CoverIn a quiet corner of Clay Lake, a few minutes’ drive away from the hustle and bustle of Spalding High Street sits Gordon Boswell’s Romany Museum, founded and run by Mr Boswell and his family. The museum houses what is said to be the largest public display of traditional Romany Gypsy vardos (wagons), photographs and memorabilia in the world so, naturally, I called and made an appointment to visit the museum the second I found out about it.

It was on a blustery grey Thursday that I pulled into the yard of the museum and got out to find the front doors to the building locked. I was almost an hour early for my meeting with Mr Boswell so was unsurprised when my knocking went unanswered. Undeterred in my rudeness, I went and called at the front door of the house next to the museum (I had been reliably informed that this was where Mr Boswell lived), and was received by Mrs Boswell who kindly took me through to the back of the museum where we found Mr Boswell in the middle of his previous meeting. I (finally) felt bad. Especially when Mrs Boswell accused her husband of forgetting about his meeting with me. “No, no! I’m early, I’m very early.” I bleated, guiltily. Mr Boswell graciously ignored my bad manners and said that I was welcome to have a wander around the museum whilst he finished up his current engagement.


The museum is packed with wonderful things to look at and learn about.

The Romany Museum, I discovered, is a difficult place through which to wander casually (or, indeed, quietly). There are so many vibrant and fascinating displays to see and read about that one ends up dashing from thing to thing, gasping audibly at the excitement of seeing so many beautiful objects in one place. Large vardos of every colour line the walls, making the entire space look like something from a fairy-tale. Ten minutes into my exploration, I was nosily poking my head around the inside a reconstruction of a fortune-teller’s tent (complete with mannequin dressed in traditional Romany fortune-teller’s garb) when I heard Mr Boswell calling me from the other side of the museum. As we went to sit down in the museum café, I apologised for my early arrival, and for intruding on the previous appointment.

“No, it’s fine. We’ve had lots of people coming and going recently.”

“Oh?” I enquired, “I thought you didn’t formally reopen for the new season until March?”

“We don’t!” He replied. “But we’ve had the ghost-hunters in several times over the past few weeks.”

“Ghost-hunters?!” Ever the sceptic, I stifled a chuckle.  “Don’t tell me this place is haunted?”

Mr Boswell didn’t return my light-hearted expression. The corners of his mouth turning down, I realised that he was quite serious.

I hesitated for a moment but, curiosity piqued, asked to hear more…

Read on, in The Ghost of Gordon Boswell’s Romany Museum Part II.