I visited the Imperial War Museum in Manchester yesterday which sits opposite the Lowry in Salford Quays Manchester. Both are silver metal structures but the War Museum cuts a strong line in the sky and is striking rather than inviting. The entrance from the Manchester ship canal that we used resembled a bunker rather than a grand entrance. Once you had entered the lighting was dim throughout and the whole floor sloped to one corner. Very strange feeling. The building made more of an impression on me than the exhibits which didn’t seem to connect. The strongest emotional connection that was made came from reading the words of Private Jack Sweeney recorded in 1916. Clearly the horror of war had finally got to him.