I told you this was an Indiana Jones movie.
Today was my day to go looking for a manuscript only to end up scrunching up my face and saying: "Nazis. I hate these guys!"
About half the archive that I am working my way through is here as expected. The other half isn't here because it was in London during the Blitz. As typical British understatement would have it, "enemy action in 1940 destroyed much of the collections."
It's a strange sense of being in a time warp. It's not that the books and papers aren't here because they are in London. They're not here because they were in London in 1940.